Overwhelmed by the Billionaire’s Persistent Pursuit

Chapter 227: Physically and mentally exhausted, she didn't want to face anyone tonight. Without looking back, she turned and walked away in another direction. Seeing her leave, Milton dashed across the pedestrian crossing, completely ignoring the speeding cars. The screeching brakes and honking horns came in rapid succession. Someone rolled down a car window and yelled, "Hey, what the hell are you doing?" "Are you trying to get yourself killed?" Milton ignored the angry drivers, kept running, and eventually caught up with Candice. Then, he reached out and grabbed her.

Candice looked back in surprise and saw the commotion Milton had caused on the road just now. He had actually run the red light. She couldn't believe it. She asked him, "What are you doing? You're not supposed to cross when the signal is red. You might get run over." Candice still had trauma from the car accident. She hated car accidents the most. This man was incredibly reckless. At that moment, Milton tried very hard to catch his breath. Then, he spoke. "I thought you were going to cross the road.

I was waiting for you." Hearing that, Candice frowned and replied, "Yeah, I'm really not in the mood to have a conversation with anyone right now. So please leave me alone." She didn't want to mention what had just happened. She didn't want her embarrassment to be laid out in the open for Milton. Suddenly, Milton gently asked, "You must be hungry. Let me take you somewhere for dinner, okay?" His voice was soft and soothing, as if he had just met Candice on the street. Candice was baffled. He acted like nothing had happened to avoid embarrassing her. He also noticed she was actually starving.

Even when Greyson humiliated her, she forced herself to swallow a few bites, but then she couldn't eat anymore. Now, though, she was hungry, and if she didn't eat soon, she might pass out from hypoglycemia. "I can eat by myself. There's no need for you to worry about me," Candice said, giving him a quick glance before turning and leaving. "What are you going to eat? I'll join you. I'm hungry too," Milton followed her. Gal n o v el s . com is your destination for fiction Candice looked at him crossly and replied, "I'm heading to a roadside stall for a hamburger.

Since you were born with a silver spoon in your mouth, I assume you've never eaten food like this. You probably can't handle it. So stay away and go somewhere you can indulge in your fancy food." But Milton continued walking beside her and asked, "Who says I can't handle eating like that?" Candice sneered inwardly. He was a neat freak-how could he stand eating at a roadside stall? Since he insisted on coming along, she let him. Once they arrived, she expected him to back out of the challenge. Candice picked up her pace. She was quite familiar with the area near Ploville University.

She often came here for dinner when she was still in school. They soon passed through an alley and arrived at a hamburger stall. . . .