The Beauty and the Brain by Natalie Jones novel Chapter 93

Chapter 93 

When Dennis came out wearing his bathrobe, Marie was already gone from the room. He thought of the girl’s blushing face just now and smiled with the corner of his mouth. 

The door was pushed open again, and Marle entered carrying food. She kept her head down as she placed it on the table, and then with a loud sound, she closed the door and ran off. 

Dennis was rendered speechless. 

There was a bowl of oatmeal on the tray, along with a few small dishes. It must have been Gavin who instructed that his diet needed to be light, which led to the hotel preparing these dishes. 

He reached out for the spoon, sat on the bed eating, and it was really inconvenient with just one hand. The door was suddenly slammed open with a loud sound. 

Marie walked in with big strides, sat by his bedside, picked up the oatmeal and stirred it. Then, she carefully blew on it to cool it down before bringing it to his mouth. 

Dennis laughed. “Are you going to feed me?” 

Marie glared at him. “Eat or not!” 

Dennis nodded. “Eat.” 

Marie spoon-fed him, and Dennis obediently sat on the bed waiting. His smiling eyes never stopped watching Marie as she carefully picked up the food and served the oatmeal. 

“Dennis,” Marie called him. 

“Hmm?” 

“I won’t ask you why you got shot, and you don’t ask me either, okay?” Marie said, looking down as she picked up food with a fork. She had come to make peace. 

Dennis stared at her, the girl hung her head low, stirring her bowl with a spoon over and over again, feeling tangled and uncomfortable. 

“Do you like Seth?” Dennis suddenly asked. 

Marie paused while stirring the oatmeal and said, “I don’t like him.” 

“Marie, don’t lie to me,” Dennis said, staring at her hand stirring the oatmeal. 

“I didn’t lie to you…” Marie lifted her head, looking straight into Dennis’ eyes, “I don’t like him.” 

How could she have liked him? Seth had woven the most beautiful future for her, yet he personally pushed her into the depths of despair. 

Now all her uneasiness came from the betrayal and abandonment of the person she trusted the 

notions. 

most. That’s why she stayed cautiously by Dennis’ side, not daring to have feelings or emotions. 

Marie’s eyes were as clear as the deep blue sky, and when she said she wouldn’t lie, she definitely 

wouldn’t lie. 

For Dennis, it didn’t matter who Marie really was, who she worked for, whether she was a spy, or if she posed a threat to him. All he wanted to know was who she truly cared about in her heart. 

“Marie,” Dennis called her. 

“Hmm?” 

“I can accept that you don’t like me,” Dennis said calmly, as if he had anticipated all along that making a place in her heart would be a long and arduous task. 

Marie’s eyes darted away, remaining silent. She didn’t know if he was in her heart or not. Or perhaps, she didn’t dare to admit that he truly was. 

“But if I found out that you had someone else in your heart while being with me, I would make their death very ugly.” 

Dennis’ tone remained calm, as if talking about the nice weather that day, effortlessly deciding a person’s life and death. 

He was telling Marie not to lie, not to deceive him, and not to let anyone else live in her heart. 

Marie hung her head and mumbled, “Mhm.” She continued to stir the bowl of oatmeal. As she brought the spoon to Dennis’ mouth, he asked, “When do you plan to be honest with me?” 

Marie shook her head, “I don’t know.” 

“One 

year, Marie, one year later, I want to know the truth,” Dennis said. 

His tone was very firm, carrying an attitude that left no room for doubt or rebuttal, as he directly presented the decision to her. 

“Alright, one year it is. During this year, don’t ask any questions,” Marie said, holding out the spoon, waiting for his agreement. 

Dennis nodded, opened his mouth, and ate a spoonful of oatmeal. 

Marie stirred for a long time before she started to feed him spoon by spoon. Dennis wasn’t in a hurry, waiting for her to feed him and occasionally saying, “Eat the vegetables.” 

Marie went to pick up a bite of food to feed him, as if the tense atmosphere before had never occurred, and they had never had an argument. 

After finishing the meal, Marie cleaned up the dishes and asked, “When are we going back to New York?” 

“In a few days, once I remove the bandage,” Dennis said. 

He went back with his injuries, which would definitely cause a huge uproar. Not to mention, the Whitney family would take advantage of his injuries to cause trouble for him. 

Marie sat idly to one side, and Dennis knew she was bored. Ever since they arrived in France, she had been taking care of him in the hotel, even eating their meals in the room. 

“Do you want to go out for a stroll?” Dennis asked. 

“Is it possible?” Marie’s eyes lit up as she pointed to his shoulder and asked, “Can you go out and walk around with your injury?” 

Dennis nodded, “Can. I just need to be careful.” 

Marie jumped up excitedly. “I’m going to change my clothes!” 

She ran back to her room and changed into a simple T-shirt and shorts, put on her sneakers, and went to Dennis’ room. Dennis was taking off his robe and clumsily putting on his clothes. 

Marie, feeling helpless, walked over and picked up the shirt to help him put it on. With her head 

lowered and her face blushing, she buttoned it up for him. 

Dennis lifted his hand and pinched her chin, speaking with a smile, “Feeling shy?” 

Marie slapped his hand away, “Jerk!” 

Dennis hummed twice, his tone somewhat frivolous, “You’ll see it sooner or later anyway, so why 

be shy?” 

Marie was rendered speechless. 

After putting on his clothes, the two people left the hotel. Marie asked, “Shouldn’t we let Cullen 

drive?” 

Dennis shook his head and took hold of one of Marie’s hands. “Since I’m accompanying you for a 

stroll, why would he need to drive?” 

Marie was very happy and followed Dennis as they walked forward. 

They lived in the bustling city center, and right outside the hotel was a commercial plaza. She excitedly pulled Dennis into the mall, looking around at everything, and found joy in whatever she 

saw. 

Dennis followed her into the mall and said, “Buy whatever you like, it’s rare that I take you 

Marie sweetly smiled with a tilt of her head, “Will you pay the bill?” 

Dennis nodded. “I’ll pay the bill.” 

out.” 

Marie picked out a few clothes, chose a necklace for Sasha, and selected a top for both Zane and 

Darwin. 

Dennis looked at the two men’s T-shirts he was holding, his face unpleasant, “Who are you buying these for?” 

Marie walked forward carrying some items and said, “Zane and Darwin, as a boss, I have to give my employees some benefits, right? Unlike you, who can afford to give away cars and houses.” 

Dennis had a dark expression on his face, not saying a word. This woman had never bought me 

clothes! 

Marie walked up to a store, where the mannequin in the window was wearing a black shirt with a subtle pattern and exquisite cufflinks. Marie went inside and asked the saleswoman to get one for 

her. She held it up against Dennis to see how it would look, and then took it to the cashier to pay. 

Dennis saw that she had bought another men’s shirt and, with a frown, was about to take out his wallet to pay when Marie handed over her credit card, saying, “Use mine instead.” 

Marie swiped the card and stuffed the bag into Dennis’ arms, saying, “This is for you.” 

Dennis was taken aback as he watched the girl’s proud and aloof figure, feeling as if his heart was 

wrapped in honey. 

He quickly took two steps and caught up with Marie. “Why did you buy me clothes?”