Chapter 1401: Daphne Wells Arrives
Chapter 1401: Daphne Wells Arrives
"Thank you." ire took the delivery and closed the door, and a wonderful day began. They had
arrived the night before. This was ire and Rowan''s first trip together, choosing a beautiful ce to
stay.
Rowan''s work was usually stressful, so he came to rx, while ire came to find inspiration. Their
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room had arge balcony separated by ss doors, with sofas, a coffee table, potted nts, and a tea
set on the balcony. Arge pair of stuffed bears sat on the sofa, very popr among young people.
The poetic atmosphere of the ce was something ire particrly loved. The carved wooden railing
looked weathered. Rowan stood in front of it, hands on the railing, gazing at the beautiful scenery
across the river.
"Breakfast is here!" ire came through the ss door, bag in hand, and cheerfully said, "It''s still hot,
Dr. Watson. Hurry up and eat while it''s warm. Good for the stomach!"
On the balcony next door, Daphne Wells, dressed in red, stood in front of the railing, her face pale as
she listened to ire''s chatter. She looked calm, but a hint of coldness shed in her eyes.
Separated by a row of wooden nks, Rowan looked tenderly at the girl beside him, taking the bag
from her hand. "If I could live in a ce like this for the rest of my life, that would be a kind of
happiness."
The moss-covered ancient bridge, the clear river, and the majestic city wall all resembled a painting. "It
depends on who you''re living with," ire quickly replied.
"Of course, with me." ire met his gaze, her eyes full of smiles. "That would be my honor."
On the neighboring balcony, Daphne Wells clearly heard the couple''s conversation. Her mood, which
had calmed down earlier, became irritable again.
"The fried dough sticks and soy milk here are the most famous. You have to dip them together to get
the full experience." ire had done her homework beforeing and was now teaching Dr. Watson
at the scene.
Rowan followed her example, dipping the dough stick in soy milk. "The taste is indeed good." The girl''s
smile was contagious, and his mood brightened.
The two enjoyed breakfast and chatted, their faces full of soft smiles. ire stood by his side, eating
and talking, feeling very content.
Next door, Daphne Wells automatically ignored Rowan''s voice but ire''s words kept spinning in her
head. Sentence after sentence piled up, eventually bing a chaotic mess that caused a headache
for Daphne Wells. She covered her head with both hands and sat down on the sofa.
Rowan and ire''s conversation continued, not too loud, just normal conversation. But to Daphne
Wells, it was unbearably noisy and piercing. She rushed back into her room and covered her head on
the bed.
Yes, she had followed Rowan secretly. As for why, she couldn''t say clearly, only knowing that a strange
possessiveness was at work. Up to now, she still couldn''t ept the fact that Rowan and ire were
dating.
In Rowan''s view, his issue with Daphne Wells hade to an end. He had made things clear and fired
her; she shouldn''t appear again. What he didn''t expect was that Daphne Wells was a dangerous
person, her mental state already deteriorated and her actions uncontroble.
The pain of loving and not being loved had broken her. Tristan drove Monica to the same ancient town,
and they had no idea what would happen next.