Spoiled By The CEO: Why The Wife Is Kinda Sweet?

Chapter 665 Considerate

It didn't take long for him to bring out a beautiful and fragrant dish.

The woman looked at it and asked Gentry, "Where's yours?"

He said lightly, "I've eaten."

He sat down across from her and picked up a book.

She didn't force him but began to eat.

When she finished, Gentry got up, cleared the table, and said goodbye to the staff before taking her

away.

Because the woman was beautiful and elegant, many people were attracted by her on the road.

She was uncomfortable being stared at, gently took his sleeve, and whispered, "Gentry, they..."

Gentry looked at those people and said coldly, "What are you looking at? Look away or I'll poke your

eyes out."

Most of the people who came here were either rich or noble.

Ordinary people may not be able to afford this place even if they had money.

Therefore, someone was angry at his words.

"Come on. Who do you think you are? Don't flatter yourself. She didn't even say anything..."

Before the man could finish, Gentry's face darkened.

He wanted to argue with him, but she stopped him.

She frowned slightly and didn't want to argue in public, so she whispered to him, "Calm down."

After that, she looked at the middle-aged man and gave a considerate smile.

"Sir, my friend was just trying to protect me. I'm sorry if we seemed rude before."

The middle-aged man was reasonable. He just didn't like Gentry's overbearing manner.

Hearing her words, he immediately smiled.

He said, "It's okay. I won't take it to heart. What's your name? I've never seen you before."

Gentry said coldly, "There are so many women in the world. Have you seen them all?"

The middle-aged man was embarrassed.

The woman pulled Gentry behind her and smiled at the middle-aged man, "I didn't live here before. I

just got back from overseas, so we haven't met. My name is Kristina Welch. Nice to meet you." Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

The middle-aged man grinned with delight.

"Kristina, what a beautiful name. I'm Jeremy Lockwood, the general manager of the Lockwood Group.

Here's my card. Nice to meet you, too."

Then he took out his business card and handed it to Kristina.

Kristina didn't refuse and read it carefully before putting it in her bag.

"Excuse me, Mr. Lockwood, I gotta go."

Mr. Lockwood smiled, "Sure. By the way, I live not far away. Maybe we can hang out sometime."

Kristina nodded without saying anything.

Mr. Lockwood knew what she meant and said nothing more.

The two of them waved goodbye.

After Mr. Lockwood left, Gentry snorted, "He's up to no good!"

Kristina looked at him and sighed.

"I'm sorry to get you in trouble, Gentry."

Gentry frowned at once.

He said in a low voice, "Don't say that. We are friends."

Kristina smiled and said as she walked forward, "You've taken care of me and protected me all these

years. If it weren't for you, I would have died twenty years ago."

She saw the flowers on the side of the road, stopped, and stroked the petals.

It seemed that she was not looking at the beautiful flowers but staring at the distance.

"Sometimes I wonder if you would have had a happier and easier time for the past twenty years if you

hadn't saved me and I died."

Gentry's face darkened.

He stepped forward, took her hand, and shouted, "How can you think like that? Are you resenting me

for saving you? Or do you still love Chad? Have you forgotten how he hurt you? Why are you still

favoring him?"

Kristina froze and looked at him in confusion.

She whispered, "Gentry, I didn't mean that. I just..."

"That's enough!"

Gentry suddenly shouted. He looked at Kristina with disappointment and said, "Don't lie to me. I saw it

all! You met two young people in the peach grove and the man looked like Chad, right?"

"You saw that man so you thought of Chad, right? You can't stay calm because you never let go of

him!"

Kristina pursed her lips and fell silent.

She didn't answer.

Her hand had been clutched by Gentry and there was a red mark on her pale wrist.

Gentry looked at her, his chest rising and falling rapidly.

When he caught a glimpse of the red mark on her wrist, he immediately let go of her hand.

"Your hand..."

"It's okay."

Kristina quickly withdrew her hand.

The shawl was long and he couldn't see the red mark anymore.

Her face was expressionless. She didn't look at him and her eyes were hollow.

Maybe she didn't want to look at him or was avoiding something.

She whispered, "Gentry, thank you for sending me back to the country. As for what you just said, it's all

in your head."

She suddenly lowered her head and had a slight cough.

Gentry tensed up and regretted it.

He shouldn't have lost his temper.

He had thought he had become patient enough over the years.

He was willing to keep a low profile and never lose his temper again as long as he could stay by her

side.