Rewriting the love story after traveling into the novel novel Chapter 213

Chapter 213 No Escape From Dinner

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“You can say I’m pretty, kind–hearted, sexy, charming, responsible at work, respectful to elders, good with kids, a team player, and totally dedicated to my job.”

Brendon stared at her for a long moment.

“But I don’t lie.”

Sharon: “…”

In the kitchen, Mary whispered to Barry, “Honey, Brendon’s here.”

“Seriously?”

Barry turned to look and saw Sharon and Brendon sitting close together on the couch, deep in conversation.

He turned back around. “Better make two more dishes.”

Mary nodded. “Alright, I’ll check the fridge.”

Sharon sat there, cheeks puffed in frustration, ignoring Brendon.

Brendon rubbed his nose. After a while, he gently tugged on her sleeve.

“Miss Beautiful–kind–hearted, responsible, a team player, respectful to elders, good with kids, sexy and charming Sharon- don’t be mad anymore.”

Sharon turned to look at him and burst out laughing.

Brendon: “…”

Sharon happily peeled a mandarin and munched on it while watching TV.

Brendon watched her for a moment, then stole half of her mandarin.

Sharon scoffed and grabbed another one to peel.

At dinner, Brendon had Barry and Mary laughing non–stop with his stories.

Sharon watched from the side and couldn’t help but pout.

She had never realized Brendon was so good with words–so good at charming the older generation.

Mary even kept picking out the best cuts of meat and dropping them into Brendon’s bowl.

Sharon watched as the whole plate of spicy pepper chicken practically ended up in his bowl. She stared daggers at it.

Brendon turned to her. “You want some?”

Sharon bit down on her fork and shook her head.

From this moment on, she was no longer the daughter–Brendon was the real son of the Yale family. She was the daughter- in–law now.

Ugh, gross! What daughter–in–law? That would make her Brendon’s wife!

Sharon’s expression shifted wildly.

She looked down and suddenly noticed her bowl piled high with spicy chicken.

Startled, she glanced at Brendon. He smiled at her. “Go ahead, eat.”

Sharon was touched. “Thanks.”

Chapter 213 No Escape From Dinner

Barry and Mary caught the whole exchange and shared a knowing smile.

Sharon bit into a piece of chicken. It was numbing, spicy, and so satisfying it made her scalp tingle.

Brendon poured her a glass of coconut juice and placed it in front of her. “Drink some.”

“Thanks.”

Sharon drank half the glass. The numbing heat faded a little.

After dinner, Mary told Sharon to walk Brendon downstairs.

She stuffed the trash bag into Sharon’s hands. “Take the trash out while you’re at it.”

As soon as the door closed, Brendon took the bag from her and walked ahead.

Sharon blinked and hurried after him, trying to take it back.

“Mr. Brendon, let me carry it. I can’t let you take out the trash.”

Brendon dodged her hand.

“I came over empty–handed today. Felt kind of bad–figured I should do something useful.”

Sharon led him to the trash bins. “You can toss it here.”

“Got it.”

Brendon threw the bag in.

Sharon walked him to the gate of the neighborhood. “Mr. Brendon, take care.”

Brendon gave her a look, about to say something, but Sharon had already turned and walked off.

Brendon: “..”

A cab pulled up beside him. “You getting in?”

Brendon looked at Sharon’s cheerful steps, then opened the door and got in.

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What Sharon didn’t expect was that Brendon showed up again the next day, climbing into her car to hitch another dinner.

Her expression froze.

Brendon really didn’t see himself as an outsider.

He was the boss–how could he keep mooching dinner at an employee’s house?

“Mr. Brendon, you make so much money. Why not hire a maid who can cook? That way, you’d have dinner waiting at home.”

Then he wouldn’t have to come over all the time.

Brendon buckled his seatbelt and glanced at her. “So I’m not welcome?”

Sharon braced herself and lied through her teeth. “No, of course not.”

Brendon smiled. “Good. Then let’s go.”

Sharon racked her brain and came up with another excuse.

“Mr. Brendon, my parents are busy today. No one’s cooking at home, so I can’t invite you over.”

Brendon looked at her for a moment. “No problem. I’ll eat whatever you eat. I’m not picky.”

I’m having instant noodles.”

No way Brendon would go for that.

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Chapter 213 No Escape From Dinner

Brendon: “Great. Haven’t had those in years.”

Sharon: “…”

She wanted to cry. What was even happening anymore?

She brought Brendon home again. This time, he didn’t come empty–handed–he brought a box of tea.

Sharon recognized it. Those tea gift boxes were meant for clients.

Brendon had grabbed one to give to her parents.

Barry and Mary were surprised, but warmly welcomed him in.

Brendon glanced at Sharon. “Didn’t you say they were busy today?”

Sharon kept a straight face. “Must’ve cleared their schedule.”

Brendon chuckled and didn’t say anything else.

Sharon didn’t even care whether he believed that pathetic lie.

After dinner, Mary once again told Sharon to walk Brendon downstairs.

Sharon escorted him down, then dashed back upstairs without even looking back.

On the third day, when Sharon got off work, she peeked carefully in the direction of Brendon’s office.

She heard him still on the phone, so she tiptoed away with her bag and quietly slipped out.

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