My Mystery Lover novel Chapter 401

Hearing someone saying that she had intimate relationship with Dexter, Finnley wanted to argue with them, but Dexter held her back.

"Go your own way and let others talk. We can’t control what others want to say, and it’s impossible to stop all of them from saying those," Dexter whispered to Finnley.

Finnley stopped, what Dexter said was indeed true. She didn't care about that at all, it was just that Dexter was holy and inviolable in her heart. She felt extremely uncomfortable when others accused him.

"I’m not offended or anything, it’s just that I fear that you feel wronged," Finnley whispered to Dexter.

"If it doesn't matter to you, why would it matter to me? Let's eat some good food and relax. My mother often told me that people enjoy life the most when they eat and sleep. We should completely relax ourselves, don't think about anything and let’s enjoy delicious food at this time. Let’s go!" Dexter took Finnley to a private dining space.

The private dining space was not very big, but the furnishing was still quite good, chic and elegant. Finnley and Dexter sat down respectively. Finnley deliberately sat far away from Dexter.

Dexter didn't say anything. He picked up the menu and began to order.

Finnley stared at Dexter's side. That man was flawless and he looked dazzling from any angle.

She could see his high-bridged nose from the side and thick eyelashes. His smooth and pale skin looked even tender than a girl's skin.

"Do I look good?" At this time, Dexter had finished placing his orders. As soon as he looked back, he noticed Finnley was staring at him in a daze, and he asked.

Finnley was so absorbed in admiring his looks. Dexter's sudden question startled her.

Finnley coughed profusely. She was so shocked that she was choked by her own saliva.

Dexter's patted her back gently with his big, warm and rough hand.

Finnley wanted to stop Dexter from patting her back anymore. She felt very embarrassed, but she coughed so badly that she couldn't even speak.

Dexter brought a cup of hot tea to Finnley. Seeing that she was a little calmer, he handed her the tea to drink. Finnley's face flushed. She had totally embarrassed herself this time. It would really be very humiliating to tell others that she was choked by her own saliva.

"Feeling better now?" Dexter asked softly.

"Yeah, yeah, thank you." Finnley took a sip of hot tea and felt much better. She took the tissue handed by Dexter and wiped her tears.

The food was served fast. Dexter had ordered three dishes and a soup, there was actually fish in the dish! Finnley was nervous when she saw the fish. Last time her mother didn't pick the fish bone for her, her throat was stuck by a fish bone.

"Let’s eat, have a good rest after eating, and continue to work in the afternoon." Dexter picked up the chopsticks. He went to take the fish first. When Finnley was worried that Dexter would take the fish to her, she realized she had thought too much. Dexter was putting the fish into his bowl.

Finnley was not sure what she was feeling, she felt relieved, but also a little lost.

Finnley ate the other dishes. As she had just taken two bites of the food, a piece of fish suddenly appeared in her bowl.

Richard's cheeks had begun to sink. Although he was administered with nutrient solution, the nutrient he received was not complete. His body needed far more than these.

"Richard, please wake up. You’re going to turn ugly if you don’t wake up. Look at your face. How long will it take for me to feed you until you’re fat again?" Amy sighed again. It had been more than two months, and Richard did not show any sign of waking up at all.

"Miss Miller!" As Amy was sighing, a seven or eight year old child walked into the ward. She glimpsed at Amy and shouted.

Amy looked at the girl. Although she looked very beautiful, she was sure she didn't know the child.

"You are?" Amy asked the child with confusion.

"You're Miss Miller, aren't you? I have something for you! Goodbye, Miss Miller!" The girl gave Amy something and ran away.

Amy looked at the thing in her hand, it looked like it was something made of plasticine, but she could not tell exactly what it really was.

Amy looked at it over and over for a few times. She didn't find anything, so she broke it apart.

As expected, there was a note in it, and it was even written in German.

"Keep an eye on William Carter!" Amy tore up the note after reading it. She remembered Richard had also received such a hint on his birthday last time, and that was why he could save his birthday party from a disaster. The note had appeared again today, and she wondered who on earth had written it.