Whispers of Destiny: His Belated Love novel Chapter 140

Rosemary shifted her body, avoiding Hogan’s hand: “Don’t cause such misunderstandings. I’m here to ask for your help.”

Hogan looked at his own empty hand, shrugged, and followed her.

The booth was originally designed for couples, tiny as hell. Having four people in there, even with two standing, it was still terribly crowded.

Under the waiter’s complex gaze, Hogan looked up at the two bodyguards standing straight as statues, like they’re guarding the gates of heaven or something: “Why don’t you go sit in the next booth? I’ll pay for it.”

The bodyguard looked down at him, “No.”

This man obviously looked like he had some shady plans for Mrs. Templeton!

A polite smirk appeared on Hogan’s face, “Then, do you two mind standing outside? You standing here like this, it’s not you who’s feeling awkward, it’s me.”

He held a position in the team and regularly dealt with a bunch of hotheads. If he was not authoritarian, he couldn’t control the situation. So even though he was smiling now, the intangible pressure and danger emanating from him instantly made people tense.

The bodyguards were professional; they only obeyed their boss. So even if they sensed the danger, they didn’t back down at all. Instead, they instinctively reached out to shield Rosemary.

Rosemary said, “You guys can wait outside. Mr. Abbott is my friend, and we have something to discuss.”

The bodyguards responded “Yes.” One stepped outside, while the other headed to the reception desk.

There were two curtains hanging above the booth, one of cloth and the other of gauze. Hogan only let the gauze one down – he wouldn’t let Rosemary be the subject of gossip. He was used to being rough, and didn’t care about others’ comments, but he wouldn’t stand for anyone badmouthing a lady he liked.

As for picking a lover’s café, that was all because he heard his sister mentioning this café with her friends during a chat. Otherwise, being a person who had just returned less than a month ago and not fond of wandering around aimlessly, how would he know about this place?

Rosemary pulled out her phone that had been trashed by Stacey, “I was hoping you could find someone to retrieve the data from this.”

Hogan took it, glanced at its busted exterior, and joked, “Did this get run over by a truck?”

“Is the stuff inside important?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay, I’ll have someone look at it,” Hogan pocketed the phone and flashed an insouciant smile at Rosemary, “But does this mean you owe me a favor?”

“If there’s anything I can help you with.”

“Bro!”

A sweet voice interrupted. The next second, the gauze curtain was lifted, and Sylvia Abbott poked her head in. Her big eyes lit up like crescent moons upon seeing Hogan, “What a coincidence, running into you here…”

It wasn’t a coincidence, though. She brought her BFF over to “bump into” Hogan. Her brother had mentioned to her about coming to this place when he was leaving, which she found odd. After all, her brother didn’t drink coffee nor had a girlfriend, so why would he suddenly want to go to this couple-themed café?

Then she saw Rosemary at the side. She clammed up, her baby-fat cheeks flushing with awkwardness. “Bro, is this your girlfriend?”

Sylvia couldn’t bear to look back at her friend. Molly had been crushing on Hogan for ages, and while he had been gone for military service, she had remained single. She claimed she wasn’t waiting for him, but everyone could see Molly was holding out for Sylvia’s brother.

Now that he was finally back, before she could muster the courage to confess, she saw the man she had fancied for many years fly to someone else – that would be a blow to anyone.