Chapter 509 I Just Don''T Want To


    Chapter 509 I just don''t want to


    Martha raised her head upon hearing the sound, looked at Dous, and saw him walking over with two


    cups of coffee in his hand.


    Her heart skipped a beat, and that uneasy feeling became more and more serious.


    No one drank coffee at three or four in the morning.


    Martha curled her fingers and looked at Dous nervously, trying to read something from his


    expression, but there was nothing.


    Dous put a cup of coffee in front of Martha and held one in his hand.


    He sat directly on the sofa opposite Martha, stretched his long legs slightly, and just looked at her.


    Martha''s eyes fell on the coffee, trying to avoid Dous'' gaze.


    Dous didn''t seem to be in a hurry, but just sipped his coffee carefully.


    If it weren''t for the time now, this would really be a good state for drinking coffee.


    Dous sipped a cup of coffee slowly, did not speak during the period, but just looked at Martha


    quietly.


    He said, "Don''t you want to drink it? Do you think that my coffee making skills are not as good as


    yours?"


    Martha was speechless.


    She thought about it carefully, and it seemed to be the case.


    In the past seven years, she had never had coffee made by Dous, and she made coffee every time


    for him instead.


    It was fair to say that no one in the world knew Dous''s tastes better than she did.


    Martha picked up the coffee cup and took a sip from it.


    The coffee was a little cold at this moment.


    Moreover, she didn''t know if Dous did it on purpose. Her cup of coffee had no milk or sugar. It was


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    so bitter that she felt like her tongue was getting knotted.


    Her face crumpled and she looked piteously at Dous and would have rushed at him and strangled


    him if she could.


    This man was clearly taking revenge on her.


    Dous curled the corners of his mouth, looked at her provocatively, and said, "It''s terrible? I think so


    too."


    Martha became even more speechless.


    Her eyes fell on Dous'' cup of coffee.


    Although he had finished drinking it, judging from the residue, it should be exactly the same as hers.


    Martha felt much better now.


    However, the next second, Martha''s mood becameplicated again.


    Dous was a picky man, which was almost outrageous.


    If she could, she didn''t want to meddle in his business at all in terms of taste.


    However, in the past seven years, Martha had been "tortured" by Dous in every aspect of this


    matter.


    Of course, she had also been trained because of this. As long as Dous looked at her, she will know


    that there was something wrong with the stuff in his mouth.


    Taking coffee for example, Dous must drink sweet, double milk, and double sugar coffee.


    Now Dous was actually drinking the same vor of coffee as her, which made her very shocked.


    And an indescribable feeling came to her heart.


    After a while, Martha said, "Mr. Torres, it turns out that you are notpletely incapable of drinking


    bitter coffee."


    He did drink it up just now.


    Dous said, "I can drink what other people can drink, but I don''t want to."


    Well, that was all he could say.