Love Of Tomorrow

Chapter 135

Chapter 135 Lunch Date

She kept staring at George, thinking about what she should do next. Meanwhile, Josie attempted clumsily to straighten George’s shirt.

However, the man was annoyed by this. “What are you doing? Can’t you even straighten my shirt properly now?” he roared. Josie said nothing to avoid him flying into a rage. As such, she swallowed her pride and kept quiet. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Melanie followed closely behind him, looking nervous.

When they got into the car, George asked coldly, “Where is she now?”

Melanie gritted her teeth. “She’s at the hospital.” Melanie would break her bones and get her hospitalized again if she could, for she hated that Vania was clinging onto Hanson all the time.

George did not even care why Vania was in the hospital as if she was not his own daughter. Instead, he urged, “Well, what are you waiting for? Let’s get going.”

“Yes,” Melanie answered. She did not argue, or her father would yell at her. “Speed up, please.”

By then, Vania and Hanson were not at the hospital anymore. They went through the VIP lane and were done with the check-up. At that moment, both of them were at a luxurious private restaurant, and the table was filled with all kinds of dishes.

Vania seemed confused, however. The whole day was just like a scene from a movie, and she was still trying to process it. On the other hand, Hanson appeared rather calm, so she asked, “What are we doing?”

Hanson cocked his eyebrow and looked at her as if she had just asked the stupidest question in the world. In the end, he answered, “We’re having lunch.”

Can’t she see that we’re having lunch even when it’s this obvious? I think she needs to get checked again.

Vania bit her tongue. That was a stupid question. She opened her mouth again and asked, “I don’t understand. Why did you get me a wheelchair and treat me to all this food?” She had no idea that a dozen people had worked on that wheelchair, but the color alone told her that the wheelchair was made specifically for her.

Hanson ignored the real question she was asking and said, “Just because I want to.” Likewise, he had no idea why he was doing all this for her. He just felt like seeing her after not meeting up for days. “I can’t possibly let you walk all the way to the check-up, right? A wheelchair makes things so much easier.”

Fine. As long as you’re happy. She had no answer for that, so she put her questions aside and turned all her attention to the food. Soon, Vania wolfed down everything before her. I don’t get why he’s doing this, so I’m going to eat.

Hanson would scoop a little of every dish she had. He usually thought that all the food here tasted like cardboard, but they seemed different that day. No wonder they’re famous.

Meanwhile, Larry rubbed his eyes. Aren’t you supposed to be a germaphobe, though?

Seeing as his employer was acting differently from how he usually did, Larry was starting to come up with theories of his own. When Vania finally left, he could go in and get his answers. The man mustered all his courage and said, “President Luke, that’s not how you’re supposed to woo a lady. If anything goes wrong, she might think you’re a creep.”