Editor: Henyee Translations
The food was eaten very cleanly, so Owen took a lot less ti to wash the dishes. When he ca out from washing the dishes, he saw Anita pour two glasses of water and place them on the coffee table in the living room. They were in the two very beautiful glasses he had just seen.
"Owen, want so water?" Anita saw that Owen had been staring at the two glasses and was afraid he would see through her thoughts, so she lowered her head and asked softly.
"Uh... yes," Owen said when he ca back to his senses.
"By the way, did Bruce disturb you by sending you a ssage today?" Owen suddenly asked Anita.
"No, he didn’t." Afraid that Owen would be angry again if he misunderstood Bruce, Anita quickly explained.
"Oh, yes. I asked you to eat breakfast at ho in the morning, but you didn’t. When you reached the company, Bruce said you didn’t eat breakfast. What’s going on?" Anita continued before Owen could react.
"Well, I was in a hurry this morning, so I didn’t eat the breakfast you made," Owen explained sheepishly. He didn’t dare to say that he hadn’t eaten breakfast because he was angry about Anita refusing the wedding candy in the morning. That would seem too petty.
"Really? Did you eat the breakfast I asked Bruce to buy you later?" Anita continued to ask.
"Yes, did you let him buy that? I ate it all," Owen replied obediently.
He had thought Bruce was lying to him, but now he knew that it was really Anita who had asked Bruce to buy breakfast. Owen started to feel glad he had eaten the sandwich.
"Yes." Anita looked at Owen, who responded obediently, and suddenly felt bad about continuing.
Owen saw Anita lower her head and stop talking, so he asked the question he had been thinking about all night.
"These two glasses look good. Did you just buy them?" Owen asked Anita as he picked up the glass.
"Yes, I just bought it today. The salesperson said that it was a wine glass, but I used it as a water glass. Isn’t it a little wasteful?" Anita said.
Owen listened to Anita and shook the cup in his hand again. "No. If we buy the cup, it’s up to us how we want to use it. On the contrary, if we buy it and never use it, that might be a waste."
"Yes, you’re right." Anita nodded at Owen’s words.
"These two glasses look matching. Is this the sa model?" Owen couldn’t help but ask.
"Um... yes, it’s the sa model. The salesperson... the salesperson said that there would be a discount if two pieces were together, so I bought them together," Anita stuttered nervously.
Owen nodded at Anita’s words and the smile on his face deepened. Although Anita hadn’t said that these cups were a couple’s cup, Owen suddenly wasn’t stupid. He knew what it ant.
"Are you going to rest?" Anita asked while looking at Owen, who had been sitting on the sofa without moving, although she felt that it was good to spend ti quietly with Owen like this.
But because Owen’s gaze had always been on her, Anita couldn’t help but say first.
"Yes, I’ll go to sleep now," Owen said a little awkwardly while coming back to his senses at Anita’s words.
The two of them said good night to each other and returned to their rooms.
After the two of them washed up and lay on the bed, Owen and Anita both thought that the misunderstanding from yesterday had been resolved.
When she woke up in the morning, Owen had already made breakfast. When they were done, Owen sent Anita to the school gate again as usual before leaving.
Their relationship seed to have returned to the past.
As expected, when a person was in a good mood, their aura would be different. Bruce could feel it the mont he entered the office today. He felt that the CEO had reconciled with Miss Anita last night, otherwise, he wouldn’t be smiling so early in the morning.
"Bruce, your perfu slls good today," Owen said while looking at Bruce, who was standing beside him.
"Really? Thank you. I’ll use this from now on," Bruce said to Owen while trying hard to maintain his expression.
Little did Owen know that Bruce was wearing the perfu that he had despised yesterday. It had only been a night, and his perfu had changed from unpleasant to pretty good.
Bruce couldn’t help but lant that n were also fickle creatures.
The mont the CEO was happy, the atmosphere in the entire company beca better, so the group started to buzz again. They were all wondering who the CEO’s wife was to actually win over a man as aloof as the CEO.
Bruce scrolled through the ssages in the group and did not reply. Actually, he knew about the CEO’s wife the best.
After all, he had made the contract for the two of them himself. Even many of the terms on it were his own ideas.
However, what should he do? He felt that the President’s contractual marriage was not going in the right direction. Bruce touched his forehead.
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