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Chapter 312 It's Not My Fault Cecil was wearing an orange dress and the sound of her high heels entered her ears. Everleigh saw that she had a drawing board with her too.
"Why did you bring that thing here?" She looked at Cecil and asked.
Cecil put the things in front of her and said with a mysterious smile on her face, "It's for you. You can paint if you have nothing to do. It's also a good way to cultivate your emotions." Everleigh's eyes dimmed as she looked at the blank drawing board. How could she not understand her intention? She was worried that she would overthink things and wanted her to train her hand's strength. "Thank you." "You're welcome. I don't have many things to do in this period of time, so I'll cvisit you and draw my designs. I realized that when I'm with you, a lot of inspirations would appear in my mind," Cecil said exaggeratedly. Everleigh smiled slightly and said, "Am I that charming?" "Yes, Everleigh, look over there." Cecil reached out her hand as she looked at the rainbow in front of her.
Her eyes lit up as if she had suddenly thought of something. She quickly took out a pen and paper and started to draw.
Everleigh looked at her behavior and asked in confusion, "Did you just get sinspiration?" "Don't interrupt me. Didn't I just tell you that I would get a lot of inspiration when I'm with you?" Cecil said as she drew earnestly.
The corners of Everleigh's mouth twitched, and she looked at her wrist.
She gently twisted it. She felt a slight pain and snumbness. She considered it to be a good thing. At least she could feel something now.
When they returned to the ward, it was already noon. It was too hot outside, so they went back as they were scared of getting heatstroke. The moment they opened the door, they could smell the fragrance of gardenias. "It smells so good." Everleigh looked around and saw that the flowers in the vase had changed. In the morning, the flowers in the vase were still tulips, but now, they had turned to gardenia.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Since when was Christopher so romantic?" Cecil said in disbelief.
According to his usual behavior, he would only do childish things. Did he actually learn what it meant to be sentimental stime? In the language of flowers, the meaning of gardenias was 'eternal love'.
It also meant to stay strong and that someone was waiting.
Everleigh walked over and looked at the water stains on the table. They hadn't dried yet, so she believed that they were just changed not long ago.
"Everleigh, I brought you something delicious." Christopher walked in with a smile, carrying two bags of things in his hand.
When Cecil saw him, she put her arms in front of chest and her delicate face was full of disdain.
"You really do know how to be romantic, huh?" "What do you mean by that?" He looked confused, but soon, he reacted and showed a smirk on his face, "Look, I am indeed a considerate and romantic person. Did you finally realize it?" "Then why didn't you treat my sister like that?" Hearing that, his face suddenly changed. He said impatiently, "You can't say that. I didn't know that she was your sister, okay? If I knew that, I wouldn't have taken action either. What's more, she was the one who cto me. She even said that she wanted to be friends with me." Cecil frowned and looked displeased. She said in a firm tone, "It's impossible. My sister has always been an obedient girl. How could she proactively go to you..." "Con, do you know where I first met her? It was on the dance floor. She was wearing a sexy dress that day too. How could she be an obedient girl? You're the only who thinks that she's a pure girl," he said disdainfully. Everleigh frowned, but she seemed to have thought of something.
Cecil was very angry. She rolled up her sleeves and was going to hit him.
"Cecil, he is telling the truth," Everleigh suddenly said from the back.
Cecil turned her head and looked at her with mixed emotions. "Why are you on his side too?" Hey there! Just a friendly reminder that if you're not reading this book on nel5s.org, you might be missing out on the complete story. Head over there to dive into the next chapter-it's all free! "I'm not on his side, but I've seen Diana playing in a bar before. She's quite crazy with it too," Everleigh said with certainty. She never lied.
Cecil was stunned and asked, "Is what you said true?" "I wasn't sure before either. After all, Diana had an aura of a pure and obedient girl. The woman I saw in the bar had very heavy makeup, so I didn't think that It was her, but Christopher had just remindedabout it." It was hard for Cecil to believe. In her eyes, Diana was impatient, but she was a kind person.
"You will know the truth if you go and investigate. You two are my friends. I don't want you guys to argue over a misunderstanding. It won't be too late for you to take action later if Christopher really had hurt your sister, right?" Cecil hesitated for a moment. Then, she walked out without saying a word.
When she passed Christopher, her charming eyes were filled with anger, "It'd better be like what you said, or I'll make you regret it." "Humph, I will look down on you if you aren't able to investigate the matter." He stretched out his index finger and pointed to her head. He looked down at her.
She snorted and left.
Everleigh looked at Cecil worriedly. She was hoping that nothing would happen to her.
Christopher took advantage of his meal tto pick up Alastair and Adrienne. He was stunned after seeing Theodore when he arrived. "Why are you here?" "Christopher, Daddy wants to treat us to a grand meal. We'll go to the hospital after that," Adrienne said happily. He frowned. It was not that he was worried about the two children. If Everleigh found out about it, she would definitely overthink it.
Hey there! Just a friendly reminder that if you're not reading this book on nel5s.org, you might be missing out on the complete story. Head over there to dive into the next chapter-it's all free! "Alastair, are you going as well?" He asked.
"I'll go with Adrienne. You don't have to worry. We'll be back soon," Alastair said solemnly.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmChristopher was very worried about Adrienne, but he was assured when it cto Alastair. Since he had said so, then he must've had his own goal that he wanted to achieve.
"Alright. I won't tell your mom about it, but don't be too late. She'll be worried if you guys don't show up." After saying that, he cast a deep glance at Theodore.
Theodore's eyes darkened. Without saying a word, he got into the car and left with the two children.
Christopher watched him drive away and went back to the hospital.
Theodore brought them to Ells Restaurant. That place had everything. The restaurant was m located on the top floor. They could enjoy the scenery of the night and see the traffic below from above. When Adrienne sat down, she felt a slight breeze as she was very high up, and it felt quite comfortable. Theodore ordered a lot of delicious food. Of course, he didn't miss out on the desserts and ice creams.
"Let's eat."
"Thank you, Daddy." Adrienne took a spoon and began to eat. During that period of twhen she was with Everleigh, she didn't have the mood to eat. Theodore's gaze fell on Alastair's face. He felt that it was quite mystical when he saw how alike Alastair was to himself. "What do you want to say?" He asked.
"What's up with your mom?" Alastair asked.
"You don't have to worry about this matter." Theodore's face stiffened.
He took a sip of wine from the glass on the table and looked down at the street below. After all, Alastair was still a child. He would not understand, even if he told him about adult matters. Seeing him like that, the corner of Alastair's mouth curled into a sneer, "Are you looking down on me?" "No, I'm not."