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Chapter<b>389</b>
Willowhadcourage,butTan’swordsstillscaredher.
Shewastouchedbn’strustinher<b>,</b>butbeingpursuedbysomeonelikehimwastrulyterrifying.Shedidn’twanttobetheenemyofcountlesswomen.Besides,shehadnointentionofstartinganewrtionship.
“Mr.Nightingale,wearenotsuitableforeachother,”Willowsaid.Shedespisedleadingpeopleonwhenshecouldn’tgivethemadefiniteoue.Shepreferredtocutthingsoffquicklyandwithouthasslewhenthingsweren’tworkingout.
“Mr.Nightingale, tobehonest,Ihavenonstostartdatingagain.Rightnow,IonlywanttofocusonmyworkandgiveAaronabetterlife.”
ThstblinddatehadhappenedbecauseMoseshadbeentoopersistent.Shedidn’twanttoburdenanyoneelsewithhercurrentstate.
“Willow,Aaronneedsafather,”tansaid,staringintentlyatWillow.Hiseyesseemedsoprofound,almostcapableofdrawinginone’ssoul.
Hecontinued,“AndIamthebestchoice.Willow,1lmowwehaven’tknowneachotherforlong.You maynoteptmesosoon,butIamwillingtogiveyou<b>time</b>.”
Willowloweredhergazeandtookasipofwater.Sheadmittemwasright.Aarondidneed<b>a</b>father,andevenifsheweregone,tanwouldprotectAaronwell.Shecouldthenleavewithoutworry.
Butshecouldn’tbesoselfish.
“Mr.Nightingale,thankyouforyourlove.Butwearenopatible.”
Fortunately,thepiping–hotdishessoonarrived,providingaperfectdistractionfromtheconversation.
Willowenthusiasticallyservedanaspoonfulofstew.“Mr.Nightingale,youmusttrythis!Theseafood stewhereisdelicious!It’sspicyandvorful,leavingyouwantingmore!Thememoryofbeingforcedtoswallowlivefishby<b>Skyler</b>wastoohorrifying.Willowdidn’tdareeatfish,butthearomaofthisseafoodstewstillmadehermouthwater.Everytimeshehadseafoodstew,shelookedforwardtodrinkingthebroth
Thebrothatthisrestaurantwasparticrlydelicious,andshecoulddrinkawholepot!
Whilesheusedtocravespicyfood,hernowdelicatestomachcouldn’thandleitanymore
So,shecouldonlysavorthearomaandswallowhard.
Willow’srejectionwaswithinfan’sexpectations,sohewasn’tverydisappointed.Seeingheradorablemannerofsalvatingoverthestew,hecouldn’thelpbuugh.“Doyouwanttotrysome?”Ashespoke,IanhadalreadypickedoutapieceoffishforWillow,thoughtfullyremovingthebones.
Noticingshedidn’tseemtowant<b>to</b>eatit,hecouldn’thelpbutask,“Whyaren’tyoueating?Can’tbeartoeatityet?*
<b>“</b>No,Idarenoteatspicyfood,”Willowsaid.Sheswallowedandpickedapleceofstir–friedlettuce,ithelpeddistractherandraseher<b>craving</b>.
fanfrowned.Shehadsaidthatthisce’sseafoodserwwastasty<b>,</b><b>spicy</b>,andvorful.Itwasclearthatshehadeatenitbefore
Howcouldsomeonewholoved<b>spicy</b>foodsuddenlybe<b>afraid</b>toeatit?
“Mr.Nightingale,howisit?isn’tthisseafoodstewparticrlydelicious?”Willowlookedanexpectantlyassheasked.
Sheswallowedhard,lookingatthedishlonginglybutnotdaringtoeatit.tan’sheartpoundedsuddenly
Herpublicimagehadalwaysbeencoldandaloot.Yethereshewas,showingachildishside.
Thisgenuine,vulnerablesideofherwasendearing,