Mr. Waltson, Refrain Yourself

A feeling of guilt erupted in her heart as she heard Daniel’s words.

She was completely unaware of this.

She had even dragged him along to have tapas with her.

Her eyes were crimson as she stared at the sweets on the tea table. “What should we do, Daniel?”

“Don’t worry, Miss Greenwich ; I’ll think about something else first.””Oh my God, you’re back.”

Daniel abruptly called his name as he was speaking.

Wills Waltson’s voice then rang out coldly.

“Did I say I wouldn’t return?”

In comparison to the Wills Waltson in front of her, his demeanor seemed as if he were a completely different person.

“No, I saw you didn’t bring your phone, so I couldn’t reach you,” Daniel said. “I was concerned that the Allied Trade Association might leave.”

“If he’s gone, so be it.” Wouldn’t the corporation make money once they left?”

“Yes, yes, and yes.” Mr. Waltson, you are correct. Before returning the phone to his ear, Daniel said. “Miss Greenwich , Mr. Waltson has returned.

Wills Waltson scowled and looked at him, asking, “Are you calling Luna?”

Daniel felt uncomfortable after seeing Wills Waltson’s expression, “Third Master, I’m sorry, I couldn’t contact you just now, so I tried to call Miss Greenwich , but in the end…”

“Enough,” he said, taking Daniel’s phone and asking, “Have you eaten the pastries yet?”

When she heard Wills Waltson’s voice, she softly stamped her feet: “Wills Waltson, you’re so awful. What motivated you to do this for me? If your collaboration was unsuccessful. I can’t bear such a large burden.”

“My business flopped,  I’m not going to let you take the blame. Of course, if you feel you’ve let me down and want to make amends, you can reimburse me with your body. I don’t mind that.”

Daniel dodged quickly to the side.

“Please, but you’re still kidding around,”   Stop talking, hurry up, and come in to discuss proper business.”

“Don’t forget to send me a photo, or I’ll look for you again,” Wills Waltson joked.

He hung up.

He turned and yelled to Daniel, who had just entered the meeting room, “Stop!”Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Daniel abruptly came to a halt and turned his head, politely dropping his eyes. “Dear Mr. Waltson.”

Wills Waltson handed him his phone.

He took up the phone.

“If you dare call her again for something like this, see how I’ll take care of you,” Wills Waltson said.

“Yes, yes, and yes.  I swear I won’t do it again.”

Wills Waltson entered the meeting room as he pushed open the door.

When she saw the table full of sweets, she realized she couldn’t eat any more.

Her hunger had vanished as a result of the call.

Wills Waltson, on the other hand, hoped that she could eat everything.

She proceeded to eat after picking up the dessert.

She couldn’t eat anymore after another two pieces, so she snapped a snapshot and emailed it to Wills Waltson.

Wills Waltson received a phone call. He took out his phone, viewed the photo, and looked at it.

He laughed naturally when he saw her pointing to the pastries on the table and making a face at herself with the corner of her mouth still stained with cream.

“You are more appealing than a cake,” he said as he listened to the negotiations.

Daniel, on the other hand, was sweating profusely on the side.

He’d never seen him like this before.

This was the beat of falling in love.

Miss Greenwich , what type of devil is she… She actually managed to take Mr. Waltson down.

He desperately wanted to kneel and adore this God.

Saturday was the second day. Wills Waltson was supposed to come for dinner, she had assumed.

She got up early and went to the Marktin et to get a lot of ingredients.

But he didn’t show up for a day, until seven o’clock at night. He didn’t even pick up the phone.

She pursed her lips as she stood in the small kitchen, staring at the soup that had been cooking all day.

Forget it; she might as well take everything for herself because he didn’t show up.

She washed the plates and set them on the table.

She put down her fork and hugged her bosom just as she was about to eat. She then muttered, “You clearly said that we were going to eat together on the weekend, yet you didn’t come and didn’t let me know? What a prank.”

She took a big breath, re-picked her fork, picked up the dish, and began eating.

But after two bites, she wondered, “Could it be…?” Is he occupied? You don’t have time? Wasn’t he a busy man last night? That has to be it. It’s best not to worry about it too much. That, however, is incorrect. He’s generally pretty busy, so wouldn’t he have time to irritate her as well?

He was upset since she didn’t call him the day before yesterday. She paused before going to the sofa to retrieve her cell phone and open the phone book.

She debated calling him after discovering his phone number.

What if he was preoccupied?

Or suppose he refused to come and eat?

Didn’t he think she was being overly sentimental?

But what if she didn’t call, and he was waiting for her?

Didn’t he just mention he was waiting for her call the other day?

She sat for a moment, then stood, unsure.

But, in the end, she put her phone down, stood up, and returned to the table to eat.

She couldn’t finish all of the dishes on the table since she was in a bad mood.

She didn’t want to wash the dishes. She returned to her bed and lay down after eating.

She decided to sleep despite the fact that it was just eight o’clock.

She could only let her mind run wild when she slept.

However, it was discovered that while you were distracted, it was easy to fall asleep.

She lay down for a few moments before crawling back up and picking up her phone to call Benjeming Waltson directly.

“Third Sister-in-Law, we really know each other, I was just about to call you,”Benjeming Waltson stated when the phone connection connected.

“Oh? “Why are you calling me?”

“I wanted to speak with you. Why didn’t you come to see my third brother when he was sick?”

“Wills Waltson is sick?” her heart pounded. What became of him? “Is it for real?”

“You don’t know?”

“I haven’t called him yet,” she admitted, feeling embarrassed.

“Wow, Third Sister-in-Law, I wish I could blame you because my third brother ate an unclean supper last night.” He’s had it for an entire day and you still don’t know what it is? “You’re too inept to be a girlfriend.”

She immediately thought of the alley taps stall.

She had, however, eaten, and she had eaten a lot. Why was Wills Waltson sick while she was perfectly fine?

“How is he doing now?”

“I’m not sure. Anyway, I was seeking for you to ask you a question concerning my third brother. When I went to see him recently, he became enraged with the servant, and I mentioned you. He also persuaded me to cease meddling in his affairs. He was probably enraged. I thought you were going to fight.”

She would have called him if she had known this was going to happen, okay?

“Okay, Benjaming . I comprehend. I’ll be the first to hang up.”

She hung up the phone.

“That’s strange, didn’t you make the call first?” said Benjeming Waltson, puzzled. You haven’t even talked about your matters, why did you hang up already? “