Predestined Bride

“OK,” Molly replied, then turned around and walked out as told.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Seeing that Christopher was waiting for her at the door, she quickened her steps.

But as she walked outside, Molly was still a little confused by the current situation, “Mr. Christopher, I…”

“Hurry up, I’m running out of time.” Christopher raised his hand to look at his watch and urged.

Christopher had helped her a lot today, and he was in such a hurry now. She must have wasted his time because he had helped her stop the reporters just now.

Molly felt a bit guilty and said, “Mr. Christopher, since you’re in such a hurry today, I will take you to dinner another day. It’ll take at least half an hour to get to the Golden Cauldron Club Club.”

To take someone like Christopher to dinner, she had to choose a fancy place, like Golden Cauldron Club at least.

Although she didn’t have so much money and probably had to buy dinner there with her credit card. But it was important to take someone to dinner with sincerity.

Carl had said that it could be charged to his account, but this was her idea to buy Christopher dinner. If she didn’t pay with her money, she felt that it was not her treat.

“There’s no need to go to the Golden Cauldron Club.” As Christopher spoke, he walked to the car.

He opened the car door and put Molly’s things in the back seat. Then he opened the passenger door and said, “Get in.”

“Not the Golden Cauldron Club?” Molly quickly got into the car with doubts. She fastened her seat belt and sat nicely, behaving well like a primary school student.

Christopher couldn’t help but smile and glance at her.

Molly felt that he was looking at her, so she raised her head to meet his gaze. Her eyes were wide open, filled with doubt, “What are you smiling at?”

Molly’s eyes were very clean. When she looked up at people, she looked innocent as a child.

She was like a cute cub. He wanted to touch her head, hold her in his arms, or do something else.

The Adam’s apple in Christopher’s throat moved up and down. He said with a deeper voice, “Nothing.”

He closed the door and got into the car from the other side.

Christopher started the car. And Molly was wondering where to take Christopher to dinner so that she won’t lose Christopher’s face.

She gave a couple of restaurants’ names, but Christopher rejected them all.

Molly was in trouble. Apart from the Golden Cauldron Club, these were fancy restaurants that she felt were worthy of Christopher.

But Christopher didn’t want to eat in these restaurants. Where exactly did he want to eat?

Just as Molly was puzzled, Christopher stopped the car in front of a restaurant.

Molly turned around and saw that it was a fast-food chain restaurant.

She turned her head to Christopher in disbelief. He didn’t want to eat here, did he?

Christopher cleared up her doubts with his actions.

He unbuckled his seat belt, opened the car door, and went out of the car.

Christopher walked around the front of the car to her side, opened the door, and bent over to unbuckle her seat belt.

Christopher did it all of a sudden, giving no break for Molly to realize what happened and refuse his help.

When she felt that this was not appropriate, Christopher’s face was so close to her and she could even feel his breath. As long as she leaned forward two to three centimeters, she would be able to touch his face.

And … His lips.

Her heart was racing.

It only took a few seconds to unbuckle the seat belt, but Molly felt that it had been a long time.

It was so long that she felt stiff again.