Chapter 22 Do You Want Me to Dispose the Ring?

"The juice is so sweet." Makenna smiled at Jared nicely and put the glass on the table. "Thank you for remembering what I like." His lips curled up, "I remember all the things you like. I know a nice fruit farm. I will ask the owner to send two boxes of mangoes to your house. If you want to eat something else, you can tell me." "Yeah," she responded with difficulty. She started to feel uncomfortable, pushing away the chair and stood up with a paler face. "I'll go to the bathroom. Jared, you can chat with my father for a while longer." She lifted the hem of her skirt, turned around and walked away as fast as she could. She grew up allergic to mangoes and only a bite could make her severely sick. Before she reached the bathroom, she found it hard to breathe. Then she twisted her ankle and almost fell. "Makenna, Makenna!" Mrs. Gardner hurried to her and held her. Mrs. Gardner looked at her uncomfortable look and got anxious. "Are you crazy? You are allergic to mangoes. Why did you