Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister novel Chapter 616

Catherine sits by the window, gently stirring her cup of coffee and glancing sideways out the window.

The rain stopped.

She packed her things carefully and went to the door to hail a cab home.

She rested her chin on her elbow and stared blankly out at the scenery, but one question after another unconsciously surfaced in her mind.

What are Darren and Heidi ...... doing at the moment?

She could even imagine Darren holding her in his arms and whispering to her, when just a short time ago he had kissed her on the lips!

Inexplicably, she felt bored, and her brow was tightly creased into a "Chuan" character.

"Miss, it's here." The driver spoke up to call back her thoughts.

She nodded, paid the fare, and got out of the car to leave, not realizing that Darren had already gone home.

At the moment, he is wearing a gray loungewear, paragraph large style but not at all to hide his good figure.

He leaned lazily on the sofa, even the tips of his hair with droplets of water falling down in a smooth manner.

The next moment, she searched for Heidi's figure in the living room, but in the end, she found nothing.

They were in the office, what exactly did they do!

She frowned and her eyes were filled with loss and struggle.

"How long do you plan to stand there?" Darren spoke up coldly and inquired.

Catherine was startled, really startled, and quickly came back to her senses, then closed the door to the room.

"Still haven't had dinner?" He asked, taking a sip of coffee from his cup.

She placed her shoes neatly to one side and responded indifferently, "Not much appetite."

"Hmm." Darren responded in a muffled voice, casually placing his coffee on the coffee table, and turned to head for the kitchen.

"Don't bother, let's talk." Catherine took a big step forward and called out to him sharply.

Darren stopped walking, there was a brief silence, and when he turned around again a teasing smile was on his face, "Oh? What do you want to talk to me about!?"

"Heidi," Catherine responded in a cold voice.

Darren clearly saw the coldness in her eyes, and more than that, the tiredness and boredom.

He frowned imperceptibly and waved at her, signaling her to come over.

She bit her lip, hesitated for a long time, but sat down beside him.

Darren reached out to take her shoulders, but she moved to the other end of the couch, keeping him at arm's length.

He was slightly stunned, smiled a little awkwardly, or put his palm back, and looked thoughtfully at the side of her face.

"It's obvious that Heidi really likes you, and as for you, I guess it's not like you don't have feelings for Heidi either ......"

"You can even see that?" Darren interrupted her coldly.

Catherine gave him an impatient blank look.

This guy is clearly messing up for her.

She withdrew her own eyes, and once she looked down, she was right in front of the questions he had answered during the day, which seemed particularly ironic at the moment.

"At least for now, the decision is in my hands." His tone was flat, and his starry eyes were even less than half ripples.

Darren took in her expressions one by one, but didn't point them out and got up and went in the direction of the kitchen.

She wrapped her arms around her knees to nestle in the corner of the couch, and the place where her toes touched even carried his warmth, causing her to hastily withdraw her paws.

Soon, the smell of food came from the kitchen, but she was extraordinarily tired, leaning on the sofa and gradually went to sleep.

Darren put the dinner on the table and turned around to see Catherine's quiet sleeping face, gently ticking the corner of his mouth to look a little helpless.

He strides forward and carefully holds Catherine in his arms as he heads upstairs.

Catherine turned uncomfortably, dazed in the midst of Darren's hot eyes, instantly regained clarity.

She jumped out of his arms at once and stroked her loose hair, "I'll go to my room first."

Darren's smile is more than a little bitter, will be frozen in mid-air among the hands casually in the pocket, just silent.

Catherine glanced at his indifferent look, bit her lip, and finally turned around and left in stride without words.

Looking at her fleeing figure, he returned to the sofa and picked up the coffee on the coffee table and took a sip.

It was already cold, and the rich bitterness instantly filled his mouth, making him frown.

Looking back at the still-hot meal on the table, his eyes were tainted with a little complexity.

He also deliberately made her favorite dishes, it's still a pity ......