Chapter 1139
Chapter 1139 Hutchinson Invites Peach Blossoms (4)_1
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"Hmm," after a slight pause, Glenn Hutchinson picked up his rice bowl and responded, "Sort of."
Her gaze lingered on him for two seconds, Flossie Wright’s face showed disdain as she spoke indifferently, "It’s cold."
"Do you want it heated up?" Glenn Hutchinson kindly asked.
Flossie Wright coldly replied to him.
Picking food, eating.
Can’t be bothered with him.
Before long, Glenn Hutchinson tapped the edge of a plate of stir-fried bitter melon with his chopsticks and asked Flossie Wright, "Picky eater?"
Upon hearing this, Flossie Wright’s eating movements hesitated a moment, glanced at the plate of stir-fried bitter melon, and after a short hesitation, said, "Not picky."
"Oh, it’s just too far away."
A smile on his lips, Glenn Hutchinson seemed to realize as he spoke.
The next moment, Glenn Hutchinson picked up his chopsticks and added a few pieces of bitter melon to Flossie Wright’s bowl.
Flossie Wright’s face darkened.
He clearly figured it out!
"I’m in a bad mood, so I am picky." Her hand flipped, and she forcefully placed her chopsticks down on the stone table, a chill forming in Flossie Wright’s eyes as she directly confronted Glenn Hutchinson.
"You’ve got a fiery temper, bitter melon cools it down," Glenn Hutchinson said without much concern.
"Not necessary."
She spoke word by word, her tone icy cold.
"If this is your weakness," his eyes deepened, Glenn Hutchinson fixed his gaze on her, demanding in a low voice, "are you also willing to reveal it?"
Her fingers pressing down on the chopsticks moved slightly, Flossie Wright frowned and counter-asked, "A few pieces of bitter melon, you think you can deal with me?"
His brows relaxed, Glenn Hutchinson spoke lazily, his chopsticks reaching toward Flossie Wright’s rice bowl.
Just as he reached out, Flossie Wright quickly grabbed her own chopsticks and caught his extended ones.
Turning her head, defiance clear in her eyes, she spoke distinctly, "I’ll eat."
"Not picky anymore?" Glenn Hutchinson raised his eyebrows.
Taking a deep breath, Flossie Wright suppressed the irritation within her and said, "Not picky."
She really wanted to strangle him!
Yet, no matter how annoyed she was, Glenn Hutchinson withdrew his chopsticks and continued to eat his meal unhurriedly.
Flossie Wright forced herself to swallow the bitter melon, her thoughts in turmoil.
𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎
She wasn’t very picky.
But bitter melon—she really couldn’t stand it.
She could eat food with a bitter taste, except for bitter melon.
Everyone has their quirks, she had many, that’s why she hid them in front of others.
If it was Becca Reyes or Belinda Nichols, or even Sandy Cruz, Rowdy Brightwill, and the others, she probably wouldn’t have reacted at all.
It was Glenn Hutchinson!
Feeling aggrieved, Flossie Wright quickly finished her meal, not giving Glenn Hutchinson another chance to add food to her bowl.
Glenn Hutchinson was one step ahead of her, putting down his rice bowl first.
"I’m leaving."
Without looking at him, Flossie Wright stood up, her tone carrying a trace of impatience.
"Wait a moment."
Glenn Hutchinson called out to her.
Subconsciously, Flossie Wright halted her steps and glanced at him sideways, "What else is there?"
"Your birthday gift." Glenn Hutchinson said succinctly.
Doubt flickered in her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure and said, "If you have something to give, then bring it."
Taking two steps forward, Glenn Hutchinson approached Flossie Wright and suddenly turned his head to ask, "Would you accept a ring?"
"I wouldn’t."
Her answer was decisive, her tone leaving no room for discussion.
"Why?" Glenn Hutchinson casually inquired, as if he wanted to get to the bottom of it.
— End of Chapter 1139 —