Overwhelmed by the Billionaire’s Persistent Pursuit

Chapter 231: She then looked at Milton and said, "I need to give you fifteen days to confirm after I unilaterally terminate the contract. Since we're still within that period, I'm technically still your personal attorney for the time being." The look in Milton's eyes darkened as he realized that she was still intent on terminating their contract. Seeing her devour the food before her with gusto, he couldn't help asking, "Is the food that delicious?" Candice simply smiled back without saying anything. Milton frowned and held the fork tighter with his long fingers.

After hesitating for quite a while, he eventually picked up a tiny piece of cucumber and shoved it into his mouth. He chewed on it as his long, furrowed brows began to relax. "Not bad." He then tasted the other dishes before them. They were all quite delectable. Candice was surprised that Milton managed to eat. She paused and said, "There are plenty of delicious cultural dishes you don't know about. The pies here are the best. Would you like me to order some for you?" It was rare to get Milton's seal of approval. "Alright," he said.

As soon as he answered, Candice raised her voice and said, "We'd like some pies, please." "Okay. Just a second," the stall owner, Lara Martel, replied as she came over with two hamburgers. She placed the two hamburgers in front of them before turning to Milton with a smile and saying, "Come back next time if you like them." Milton responded with a subtle nod. He was then about to take a spoon from the basket set on the table. Candice quickly stopped him and said, "Wait.

We have to soak that in hot water first." Candice poured hot water into a disposable paper cup and then dipped Milton's spoon into it to rinse it before handing it to him. As she extended her hand, it suddenly froze. Was she crazy to take the initiative to do these things for him? The memory of Greyson humiliating her during their last dinner still lingered in her mind. Candice used to take the lead and pick food for Greyson during their dinners, but Greyson had exposed her past foolishness, leaving her feeling ashamed. It wasn't that she was cheap.

Candice's mother was a gentle and sincere woman who had instilled in her the importance of caring for others. Candice had developed a habit of putting others' needs before her own, like cleaning the spoon for Milton now. Feeling embarrassed, Candice almost withdrew her hand. Explore fresh updates gⱯlnσνℓs․com However, Milton noticed her hesitation and gently grabbed her wrist, taking the spoon from her. He felt her wrist trembling slightly in his palm, realizing that Greyson's words must have wounded her.

Not wanting to embarrass her, Milton took the spoon and washed it for her, then placed it in her bowl. The white porcelain spoon sank into the soup, and the chopped green onions floating on it created ripples. Candice was stunned. They were cleaning each other's spoons now, which made her feel less embarrassed. A strange feeling stirred in her heart. . . .