Old Dreams No Return (Serena) novel Chapter 153

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Chapter131.

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Seeming to read my mind, Tyrell rose quickly. “I’ve prepared a warm towel and a specialized toothbrush for you. You shouldn’t be handling cold water right now. Please don’t misunderstand-I’m only following Allen’s instructions to ensure you’re well cared for.”

I couldn’t help but notice his awkwardness, the gentle but clumsy way he tried to tend to me, like a big boy fumbling through the finer points of looking after a woman.

A small smile touched my lips. Thank you, but I can manage on my own. Besides, I’m not accustomed to being waited on.”

Tyrell nodded, offering a slight bow before helping me to the bathroom.

He stood quietly outside, a contented smile playing on his lips. With hands clasped behind his back, he murmured, almost to himself, I can hardly believe I’m so close to my angel. Kay, I will never let you go again.”

Tyrell’s expression brightened with sudden excitement. He pulled out his phone and dialed,”Victor, maintain pressure on the Leslie Group. I want every single person who wronged her to answer for it.”

Though I couldn’t catch the other end of the conversation, Tyrell’s voice grew steely.”Keep the Leslie Group on edge. Whether it’s Leland or Caitlyn, have the PR team coordinate with the lawyers. I want them to face the consequences.”

As I emerged, Tyrell swiftly concluded the call.

The moment he saw me, he promptly appeared with the lunchbox-steaming oatmeal, an array of side dishes, and, to my astonishment, a delicate cherry cake.

I gazed at Tyrell, a wave of emotion washing over me. He truly understood me.

“Is something wrong? Don’t you like it? I used the hotel kitchen to prepare this for you myself. And, I bought a small villa here while I was studying. I didn’t dare invite you without your permission.”

A flicker of nervousness crossed his face as he fidgeted, rubbing his hands together.

I recalled the information Denise had shared about Tyrell: a PhD graduate from the University of Oxford, now a professor. But could this cheerful, boyish man truly be the same person?

I hesitated, unsure of what to say, yet my heart raced-a sweet, unfamiliar sensation surged within me.

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