His Wife Calls The Shots Chapter 1348 Unconditional Trust in Him1

Chapter 1348

That day, after he praised her cooking, she went ho and cooked a lot of food. There was too much for one person, so she gave so to her neighbors.

Since then, she, who already loved cooking, adored this craft even more.

She had never been so certain of wanting sothing; it was he who had changed her.

She wanted to be with him.

So, she gathered her courage to confess her feelings to him, persuading her heart to pursue love.

But no one knew that her every act of bravery was followed by a long period of unease.

She was not as carefree and fearless as she appeared; she was also afraid of losing.

She was... a person who was strong on the outside but empty on the inside.

She looked at Robert Foster with blurred vision, and his facial features also beca blurry.

"Wandy," Robert called her softly, holding her cold hand.

Wanda Wesley’s hand twitched slightly, her eyes cast down.

"I’m sorry, I didn’t an for her to kiss , I didn’t know beforehand."

Robert didn’t know what to say, he wanted to comfort her, but he was very clumsy with his words.

He was inexperienced in this regard, unable to handle a girl’s negative emotions. Even though he was anxious inside, he didn’t know where to start.

He apologized over and over again, using his own cold hand to gently wipe away Wanda’s tears.

Wanda stayed silent, her head bowed, no one knowing what she was thinking.

Suddenly, as if coming to a realization, she lifted her head, her fingers stubbornly wiping his chin and cheeks.

Her tears flowed even more intensely.

Seeing her finally react, Robert, although pained, laughed; taking the initiative to vigorously wipe his own face, saying, "I’ll wash my face later."

As he spoke, he grabbed a handful of snow and rubbed it on his face, which turned red from the frost.

Wanda’s heart softened, "Don’t..."

Robert smiled at her, about to speak, when he noticed that her eyes were turned down again, not looking at him.

The atmosphere gradually cooled.

They sat for a while, neither spoke.

Wanda was a person of few words, bottling everything up in her heart.

Even though Robert was a talkative person, he was cautious, fearing that more words would lead to more mistakes. He didn’t dare to speak casually, his heart extrely anxious.

"I’ll take you to dinner." He managed to squeeze out a sentence.

"I don’t have an appetite, you can go back. No need to worry about ."

Her words ca out rather husky, betraying her true feelings.

Robert thought for a mont and sat down, "Then I’ll keep you company."

Seeing him like this, Wanda’s heart ached again.

She finally stood up to go down with him.

Standing on the ground, her head barely reached Robert’s chin. Robert couldn’t help reaching out and tousling her hair, saying, "I didn’t two-ti, really."

His words directly touched the softest part of Wanda’s heart. Unable to resist, she suddenly turned around and hugged him, burying her face in his chest and sobbed quietly.

She believed in Robert, unconditionally.

What tornted her wasn’t soone else, but the timid side of herself.

In this relationship, Robert had always been naive. Coupled with the issue of distance, he was very insecure, unable to accurately grasp the role of being a boyfriend. But one thing was clear; he wanted to make Wanda happy.

After calming down, Robert led her back to the spot that Chloe Collins sent.

The two of them didn’t know what Chloe was up to, so they quickened their pace to go check it out.

In the empty classroom, there were only three people.

Chloe and Layla Lowell sat on the stage, looking at the man with a cara below the stage.

He was a stranger with a scruffy beard and was from Grearon.

Then, the door opened, Robert and Wanda arrived.

"Chloe, why are you over here?" Robert’s questioning gaze swept over the man and focused on Chloe.