Chapter 1559

Charmine went in to scoop Maurice another bowl. “Thank you.” Maurice accepted it as if this was the best soup in the world. He ate it appreciatively. A warm bowl of soup not only warmed his stomach; it even warmed his heart. Maurice found it surprising that whenever Charmine cooked something, he did not hate them and found them delicious instead. He never felt this way in the past, no matter who made the food or how delicious the food was. When Charmine noticed just how much he enjoyed the soup, she felt a sense of achievement. Seeing that he had finished his second bowl, she went in to get him a third one. She sat by him, watching him eat. She had a thought and asked, “Mo, why do you have anorexia?” The question threw Maurice off his balance as he turned toward Charmine. “How did you find out?” Charmine said, “Sofia told me.” Maurice frowned and looked away. He continued drinking the soup and did not seem willing to mention his past. “It’s nothing much,” came his simple reply. Noticing he did not want to talk about it, Charmine did not insist on the matter. Since he was fine and had food in his system, and with Sofia happened to be coming back, Charmine left. A stinging stench of alcohol hit her in the face as she walked out. Frowning, she could not help fixing her eyes on the porch. Thinking of the incident last night, she could not help walking over. Before she got any closer, she heard movement. She then pushed open the door and saw… There were ten or so empty glasses all over. The management team of the area was clearing them up. The look of anticipation on Charmine’s eyes turned dull. She could not help looking around but did not see him. She looked away and thought that she was overthinking. How could it be Anthony? He was busy planning his wedding with his fiancée. Why would he care about her at all? Charmine walked away and left. Meanwhile, a tall figure appeared. His figure seemed distant and ruthless, standing on the spot as he glared at Charmine’s back. He felt a stab in his chest. She truly had spent a night with Maurice. The woman who was once all over him was staying up all night for another man, neglecting her own health. He suddenly felt that the essential oil he got her was a joke. Anthony had a layer of frost in his eyes, and he left angrily. … Charmine was returning to the filming set to shoot. When she walked out, she saw a luxury car parked in front of her villa. Out came Waverly, donning her heels, a beige dress, and her limited edition bag. She looked expensive. She had delicate makeup on her face with her sunglasses. She walked toward Charmine. Charmine acted as if she did not see her and walked past her. Waverly’s face sank. She walked quicker to block her, eyeing Charmine proudly. “How’s the design of my ring coming along?” Charmine was annoyed that Waverly had stopped her and glared at her coldly. “As I’ve said, the draft will be ready in a week.” Waverly looked at her happily. “Hurry.” “Can’t do.” “How dare you!” Waverly’s face turned pale. “Is this how you’re treating your esteemed client?” Compared to Waverly’s aggression, Charmine seemed calm. “If you can’t accept it, cancel the order.” Waverly grew livid before a thought occurred to her, and she grinned. “Why? You can’t stand how nice Anthony treats me, huh? Was he even as nice when he was with you? Forget about the superficial things, he didn’t even keep his basic promises! How much do you think he loved you?” That remark made Charmine feel a pang in her chest.