Predestined Bride

Molly sat down and watched Christopher as he walked to the ordering area with long legs.

As he stood there, his tall, straight figure attracted much attention.

He was talking with the stand owner. Based on what she had known about him, Molly guessed he was asking about the price and the way to choose dishes.

After that, he slowly rolled up his sleeves and picked up the dishes on the plate.

There was a lot of space for several customers to get what they wanted at the same time. But perhaps it was because he looked powerful, other customers all stood behind him. It seemed that they wanted to get their dishes after Christopher left.

So she wasn’t the only one who was afraid of him.

She wasn’t a coward. She sat back just because Christopher was overwhelming.

After Christopher got several dishes, he turned around. But people behind him took half a step back because of his look. He finally realized that they were waiting for him to leave. So he quickly took some more dishes and left.

Christopher looked over in her direction when he turned around.

Molly withdrew her gaze. She took out her phone, pretending that she wasn’t peeking at him.

She didn’t look up until she felt his gaze had shifted away.

Smoke from the grill charcoal made Christopher’s brows pull together. He headed back.

He looked like a noble king coming to a slum. Molly felt it funny.

Christopher still frowned when he came back. Obviously, it was not a good experience.

Perhaps he had never been to such a place before.

Molly pulled out a napkin. She observed Christopher’s reaction while she slowly wiped the table.

“Do you want something to drink?” Christopher suddenly looked up at her.

“Drink?” Molly shook his head. “No. How about you?”Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

She just finished dinner not long ago, so she wasn’t hungry at all. And there was no room for any drink in her stomach.

“No.” Christopher looked at her, his eyebrows became flat.

After staring at Christopher for a moment, Molly finally asked, “Do you feel uncomfortable in such a place?”

“No.”

Christopher copied Molly’s behavior. He pulled out two napkins and wiped the dining table without pulling together his eyebrows.

He threw the napkin ball into the trash can and looked up at Molly, “Why?”

“I just feel…” Molly thought for a moment, “This is not the place for you.”

Christopher looked at her thoughtfully, “Then where is for me?”

Molly blinked, “Golden Cauldron Club.”

Hearing this, Christopher smiled, “Nonsense.”

“What?” Molly opened her eyes wide, unable to understand.

“Don’t think about these boring things.” Christopher poured her a glass of water.

As long as they looked matched, it did matter whether this place was for him.

Molly curled her lips in dissatisfaction.

He said she was bored again.

It seemed that he always insulted her.

He said this several times.

Molly was unhappy, so she didn’t want to talk to him. She took out her phone.

Seeing she had been staring at her phone, Christopher frowned.

But luckily the dishes were served.

Christopher finally had an excuse to stop her.

“Put it aside. Enjoy your barbecue.”