NovelEnglishChapter 275 Grabbing Pizza Ryan still couldn't wrap his head around it. To think he had asked for Wynter's help in finding Ms. Quinnell, only for her to be the person he had been looking for all along. Ryan couldn't help cringing in embarrassment at the recollection.
Wynter behaved as she usually did. When she saw Ryan, she said, "Hey, Ryan." He choked and burst into a coughing fit, feeling awkward. His reaction caused Wynter to raise a brow.
Regaining his composure, Ryan attempted to offer a courteous smile. However, it coff as more of a grimace. "Uh, would you mind if we talked privately?" "I have a feeling I know what you're going to tell me, Ryan, but can it wait?" A nonchalant laugh escaped Wynter as she explained, "I'd like to grab spizza with the Quinnells' distant relative first." Performing surgery was hard work, and Wynter was starving after she had worked off the medicated noodles earlier. She also needed stto think about her identity.
Ryan nearly pointed out that Dalton was not the Quinnell family's distant relative, but he dared not do so in front of him.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMore importantly, he wondered what Wynter had meant when she said she knew what he was going to tell her. Could it be that she had already guessed the truth? Ryan's eyes widened as he considered this. But in the absence of proper confirmation, he simply told her, "Mr. Quinnell Senior is on his way here." "Got it," Wynter answered with a smile. "Do you want to join us, Ryan? Your body can't function without regular meals, you know." She didn't behave differently than usual. Even if she did figure out that she was a daughter of the Quinnell family, she didn't seem to let that get in the way of her friendship with Ryan.
Ryan was touched by her gesture. He understood she was being considerate of him. Patting his stomach, he chuckled and said, "No, thanks. I'm not hungry. Go and have your pizza." "All right, then. I'll get a slice for you," she offered. A pause later, she added, "The guy who's in surgery right now is resilient. The anesthesia will wear off in a bit.
"When it does, keep him on a plain diet and nothing else. His body might resist solid food after going so long without it." Ryan nodded, making a mental note of what she had just told him Wynter was incredibly perceptive. She knew what he was about to sa and what might be bugging him.
He understood she was doing all this to keep him from feeling awkward.
He let out a breath. If the Quinnells, his employers, were still skeptical of Wynter's identity, then he wouldn't hesitate to take care of her as if she were his sister.
He might not be able to provide her the finest luxuries, like the Quinnells could, but he could still take care of her needs. However, Chany: 2/3 Grabbing Furn judging from Elliot's reaction earlier, he already saw Wynter as his sister.
In that case, Ryan needn't worry that the Quinnells would give Wynter a hard time.
Now, they could only sit and watch what Ewan and Wanda would do next. Ryan would like to hear them explain how their so-called adoption and sponsorship of Wynter becsuch a mess.
The couple had told the public Wynter was their adoptive daughter. If they hadn't been so intimidated by Fabian, Ryan had a feeling they would show up and demand that the Quinnells compensate them.
Ryan considered how things would pan out in the long run. He had seen how these wealthy families battled each other. He made up his mind that he would be Wynter's pillar of support from now on, regardless of her choices.
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Dalton had noticed Ryan's strange behavior earlier. Presently, hem assessed the young lady seated across from him. She was chewing on her candy while waiting for her pizza.
He could tell she was hungry, or she wouldn't be staring at the pizza that was currently being cooked in the furnace.
With the weather in Kingbourne growing chilly, there was nothingn more comforting than a slice of piping hot pizza slathered in meat.
sauce and dripping with cheese. Wynter leaned forward and picked up a slice of pizza the moment it was served.
Dalton smiled at the look on her face. He took the scrunchies that his | Chinop" 225 Grabung Pizza bodyguard handed him and used one of them to secure Wynter's hair into a ponytail.
Grabbing another slice of pizza, Wynter said in between bites," Thanks." As for the other scrunchie Dalton did not use, he slid it onto his wrist and wore it above his red beaded bracelet.
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