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Chapter 52 Like a Date The waiter led them to the private room Alfred had reserved. It was a vintage-style room in Belcour fashion. 98 Finished The color palette was soft, centered around warm ivory tones, accented with a few other hues that made the space feel romantic and cozy. In the middle of the room sat a table for two. The antique-style furniture, paired with expensive, tastefully chosen artwork, spoke of luxury and romance everywhere you looked. This didn't feel like a place for dinner. It felt like a date. Nella, however, looked listless.

She picked up the menu written in Belcourian, glanced at it, then paused. Yeah. She couldn't read it. She set the menu down and said to Alfred, "I can't read this. Just order whatever." Alfred lifted his gaze from the menu and looked at her. The warm lighting reflected in his dark eyes, as if outlining them with a faint glow, softening the sharp, intimidating aura he usually carried. He raised an eyebrow slightly, the corner of his mouth lifting almost imperceptibly, then said something to the waiter in Belcourian. Soon, the waiter took the menu and exited gracefully.

This was the first time Nella had ever gone out to eat alone with Alfred. Back when she had been on leave, it wasn't like she hadn't tried to ask him out to dinner before. But every single time, whether by coincidence or intention, Alfred always ended up canceling because of Zoey, or getting called away halfway through the meal. At one point, she had even wondered if Zoey had put a tracker on Alfred. How else could she show up so perfectly every time they tried to have dinner together?

Now, sitting face-to-face with Alfred in such a romantic private room, Nella couldn't muster even a shred of interest. She even found herself hoping that Zoey would call again and drag Alfred away. 1/3 9:51 Fri, Jan 9 Chapter 52 Like a Date : 49.0 Fir-thed Just then, the door to the private room opened once more. The same waiter walked in, holding a bouquet of blue roses, a refined smile on his face. He handed the bouquet to Nella. Nella accepted it in a daze, still not quite processing what was happening.

Behind the waiter, a violinist stepped to the side and began playing soft, elegant music. Nella didn't understand why Alfred was suddenly doing all this, but it really didn't suit him. She simply couldn't associate the word "romantic" with someone as serious and overly rational as Alfred. She set the bouquet aside and looked at him. Seeing the complicated look on her face, Alfred glanced at the blue roses and asked, "You don't like them?" Nella shook her head. "I like them. They're pretty. Thank you." Her response was restrained-polite and courteous, yet distant in a way that felt deliberate.

It wasn't what Alfred had imagined.." He had thought she would be pleasantly surprised when she received the flowers. Then Alfred reached into the inner pocket of his suit, took out a small box, and handed it to her. "Open it. Do you like it?" Nella followed along and opened the box. Inside was a sapphire ring with exquisite craftsmanship. Within the gemstone were natural, ice-like fissures layered throughout, as if a frozen river had been shattered and sealed inside. As the light shifted, the frozen river transformed into flowing starlight within the stone.

Nella had seen this exact loose gemstone before in an auction magazine she had flipped through out of boredom on a flight. 2/3 9:51 Fri, Jan 9 No Renewal My Contract Husband Cedella Cedella is a passionate storyteller known for her bold romantic and spicy novels that keep readers hooked from the very first chapter. With a flair for crafting emotionally intense plots and unforgettable characters, she blends love, desire, and drama into every story she writes. Cedella's storytelling style is immersive and addictive-perfect for fans of heated romances and heart-pounding twists.