Chapter 215 Getting Closer to Each Other
“I’m just a senile old lady living in an alley with nothing much, but I have you and Wolf.” Margaret beamed. “I cannot keep staying in my comfort zone in this tiny village while you and Wolf work hard out there.
“I need to take the first step to meet people and learn something new. I cannot be trapped in this small village,” she proclaimed with a radiant look as she cast aside the sleve. “I still have lots of life left in me.”
“That’s right. You are a brilliant, gorgeous woman. Your life is only about to begin, chirped Wynter. “In the future, everyone will hear of this doctor in Southdale who does good.”
Her remark cheered Margaret up. Margaret scoffed. “You little rascal. You’re pretty good at making me
happy.”
“Well, I’m speaking the truth!” Wynter looked at her grandma with her beautiful eyes.
Margaret, not listening to Wynter’s glib remarks anymore, cleaned the table and sent Wynter to take a
bath.
They did not bring up Ewan in what seemed like a tacit agreement, nor did they talk about what happened that day. They decided to put it all behind them.
To Margarét, she felt thankful that Wynter was safe and sound. She heard from Fiona that Wanda had gotten into trouble with some prominent figure, and Wynter was implicated as well.
The incident reshaped Margaret’s views. She dared not imagine what would have happened if Wanda got her way–Wynter would be ruined for life!
In the past, Margaret naively wanted to live her own life, but she had changed her mind since. She resolved to become stronger to protect Wynter from any injustices.
Oblivious to Margaret’s inner thoughts, Wynter was simply glad to see Margaret walking out of the shadows of the past and socializing again. The good news brought a smile to her face even when she
was showering.
Her good mood lasted until she received a call from Dalton. Freezing up, she nearly forgot about her overly handsome “friend“.
“Hello.” She casually rubbed her damp hair with a towel before tying it up with a hair claw. She explained, ” I didn’t reply to your texts because I was busy today.”
Dalton responded with dead silence, as though his soul had been sucked out of him. He then let out a soft sigh.
In a seductively low and melodious voice, he said to her, “I heard everything that had happened to you. How do you feel now? Did they give you trouble?”
“No. Everything’s fine.” Wrapping the towel on her head, she proceeded to chew on a piece of candy. “It’s just that the delivery of your medicine will take two days longer.”
He replied flatly, “The medicine is not what’s important. Had I been in Southdale, I would have “His
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voice trailed off.
Even though he did not say it aloud, she could guess his thoughts. He probably wanted to say that such a thing wouldn’t have happened if he were in Southdale.
“I can take care of my own matters,” she blurted out instinctively.
He let out a slightly sarcastic and self–mocking chuckle. “Right. Dr. Genius is awesome. She doesn’t need me at all.” Was he upset?
She stopped in the middle of chewing the candy. “You
“Your grandma told me that you have exams tomorrow.” He shifted the topic. All his emotions suddenly
dissipated. “Any subjects you need help with?”
She replied nonchalantly, “I don’t know a thing about all the subjects. Can you teach me everything now?”
“Sure.” Dalton leaned against his chair with an indifferent, yet intimidating, look. He placed the diamond
fountain pen on the table before scanning the faces of the important businessmen in front of him.
He lied to her with a straight face, “I was just done with work.”
