Sweetheart Do You Still Love Me Chapter 336


    Elspeth ran to the bathroom and washed her hands before hurrying to the kitchen to help set the table.


    After that, she plonked herself down, spooned up the food, and put it in her mouth. “Apart from


    anything else, you’re pretty good at cooking.”“Why wouldn’t you notice that I have other strong points


    besides my cooking?” Arthurined. Taking off his apron, he ced it aside on the dining table


    before sitting down to dine with her.“Sorry, but I don’t really have much of a good impression of you,”


    Elspeth replied, slurring her words with her mouth full.Arthur spent a long time poking at the dishes


    before him without actually picking up any. “I’m speechless.”Noticing that he seemed kind of unhappy,


    Elspeth quickly changed the subject. “By the way, Emma has arrived in Eden. Do you know


    that?”Arthur paused for a moment. “How did you know about this?”Elspeth froze before she could blurt


    out the answer. “Uh, she’s gonna attend some Fashion Week, no? It’s been announced on the


    news.”Arthur looked askance at her before picking up the remote control on the dining table and turning


    on the TV.The news of Emma attending a fashion show in Eden had just aired on TV right after Elspeth


    had blurted out her reply. Realizing that the timelines didn’t match up, she had no choice but to make


    up another lie to cover up the previous one. With a flicker in her eyes, she said, “I read about it on


    some tabloid website.”Arthur was in no hurry to expose her lies either. He asked with a calm smile, “On


    which website did you read about it? I’d love to know that. Its source is so urate.”“Is there anything


    that I’m unaware of? I’m a world-famous hacker, after all,” Elspeth replied. With the world’s best search


    device in her possession, learning about these things was merely a piece of cake.“So? So what if she’s


    in Eden?” Arthur ate his meal leisurely.A look of disbelief touched Elspeth’s face when she saw how


    calm he looked. “Aren’t you supposed to be excited about hering here? You used to be Emma’s


    *ss-kisser, no?”Arthur’s lips twitched for a moment. “I’m bored with kissing her *ss. One has to stop


    when their feelings for someone don’t get reciprocated.” I swear I’m only saying this to stall her off, he


    thought to himself.However, seeing how he looked a little downcast, Elspeth realized she had touched


    a sore spot with him. Patting him on the shoulder with a chivalrous expression, she said out of a sense


    of justice, “Alright, don’t upset yourself. So what if you’ve been an *ss-kisser? It’s not somethingOriginal content from N?velDrama.Org.


    embarrassing, anyway. One’s called an *ss-kisser when they kiss a woman’s *ss, but if they kiss the


    *sses of all women, they’re called a feminist ally! Instead of being *ss-kissers of Emma alone, let’s be


    feminist allies of all prettydies!”Arthur instantlyughed in amusement at such a valiant and animated


    speech. Putting down his cutlery, he looked her square in the face with a smile crinkling his eyes,


    asking, “Should I kiss your *ss as well, then?”“Okay…” Elspeth said before immediately retracting her


    hand in a fluster without finishing her sentence. “What do you mean? I’mforting you, so don’t be


    ungrateful!” Kiss my *ss? I’m grateful enough that he doesn’t make an attempt on my life!Arthur stared


    steadily at her, his gaze unwavering. “But I suddenly feel that you’re cuter than her. Can’t I love you


    instead?”Elspeth refused right away, saying, “I’d rather let Emma have the good luck. Not everyone’s


    lucky enough to be able to handle such oppressive feelings.”This was the first time Arthur heard such a


    novel word. He asked curiously, “Oh, is that so? Are my feelings oppressive?” “Of course. If not, why


    would she choose Callum over you?”Had theparison not been made between him and Callum,


    Arthur wouldn’t have been wounded by such words. His face fell at once, and he said, “Could you not


    mention that guy in front of me?”Elspeth didn’t really care about it, though. “Sorry for touching a sore


    spot with you,” she apologized with feigned remorse. Then, putting a drumstick in her mouth, she


    sneaked straight up the stairs, saying, “I’m going back to my room first, so could you help do the


    dishes?” With that, she entered her room and mmed the door shut.Arthur stared at the dirty dishes


    all over the dining table before him. Then, taking a look at her disappearing figure from behind, he


    couldn’t help chuckling to himself. This woman is much more interesting than Emma.…Upon returning


    to her room, Elspeth dared not lie down on the job anymore; she unlocked her tablet and began to


    search for Rayan’s information. It read, ‘Rayan Adler. Male, 28 years old. Likes horse racing, ying


    golf, clubbing, and drinking.’Forget about ying golf, but horse racing… Won’t he actually crush his


    horse to death with his apparent weight of more than 220 pounds? Well, this isn’t part of what I should


    consider, anyway.ording to the information, Rayan would usually spend time at a racetrack on the


    second day of every weekend. He would get a youngdy to go horse racing with him. Then, the two


    would ride a horse together, going deep into the woods of the stud farm beforeing back about an


    hourter. Naturally, it went without saying what they did  there.This sent a shudder of disgust through


    Elspeth, but she kept on reading despite the goosebumps all over her body.As it happened, Rayan


    would have time for fun again this weekend, which meant that she would be able to aplish her


    task as long as she became an employee of the racetrack he frequented and got him to choose her. To


    her, this was undoubtedly a good idea, so she immediately put it into action, asking Logan for a couple


    of days off so that she could go to the racetrack tomorrow and see if she could get a part-time job


    there.She slept all the way until night. Not having to work at the nightclub, she woke up at night without


    feeling burdened, though she was quite annoyed by the knock on the door. “Who is it?”“It’s me.”Elspeth


    had woken up in an irritable mood, so Arthur’s gentle voice instantly sparked her anger. “Can you stop


    bothering me? I just woke up!”Arthur coolly toyed with the envelope in his hand while ignoring her


    temperpletely. “Would you like to attend tomorrow’s Fashion Week with me? I got you an


    invitation.”Fashion Week? Elspeth’s eyes lit up at once. Forgetting about her foul temper, she


    immediately pulled the door open, asking, “Really?”“Yes, of course.” Arthur nodded before darting a


    nce at her. “But you have to do as I say.”Elspeth was instantly discouraged by his words. “Why?”“It’s


    because only I have the invitation.” Arthur sounded smug as he held up the envelope in his hand. “We’ll


    present ourselves before everyone with you posing as mypanion.”Elspeth objected, “Won’t that


    make me a cat’s paw of yours?” She felt ufortable at the thought of herself bing a tool to


    provoke Emma’s anger. Emma’s going to attend Fashion Week. If he forces me into posing as his


    companion, it’ll likely be for pissing her off. After all, judging by his attitude, he’s probably holding a


    grudge for never getting to be her boyfriend, which still rankles him.Arthur rubbed his chin and replied


    with a smile, “You’re pretty smart, huh?”“Scram!” Elspeth banged the door shut andy on the bed


    while reading the information shown on the tablet beside her. After struggling in her mind for about one-


    hundredth of a second, she resolutely chose to give in.