Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

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Chapter 413

“There are only fresh live shrimps in the morning.” Anaya said, “There will only be frozen shrimp if you go

buy now.”

Sarita frowned. “I only eat live shrimps. If there isn’t any nearby, don’t you know how to buy it somewhere

else? Anaya, don’t tell me you think that you can put on airs just because I

borrowed thousands of dollars from you?”

Anaya took the key and said, “I’ll go out and have a look.”

“Come back in half an hour, Mrs. Turner said, “Cook the rice before you leave. I’ll starve to death if I rely

on you to cook.”

That being said, Mrs. Turner had no intention of taking the initiative to cook.

Anaya cooked the rice, went out, and took a deep breath.

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She pressed the elevator and went downstairs. At this time, there were a lot of people in the community.

There were people who got off work, picked up children, and went out to buy vegetables. Waves of

laughter could be heard everywhere.

Anaya seemed to be out of place as she walked among them in silence.

In the end, she sat down on a long chair. Looking at the green color in front of her, she suddenly

remembered the first time she saw Alan.

At that time, Alan was not a young master of the Shamus Family. He was just an ordinary student who

was good-looking but poor.

She was in the art department, so it was rare for her to go to the laboratory. That day, in order to send

things to her friend, she rode the bicycle and hurried through the path. Alan appeared at the corner. She

didn’t brake the bicycle in time and ran straight into Alan. Fortunately, the boy was very strong and

stabilized the bike.

There was nothing wrong with the bicycle. Anaya fell from the bicycle, leaving bruises on her arms. and

knees.

Anaya sat on the ground with a blank look on her face. “Maybe next time you can try to save the person

instead of the bicycle.”

“Sorry.” The boy’s voice was gentle and full of distance. “I just think that if I touch you, you will feel

uncomfortable.”

Anaya was speechless. She didn’t know what this person was thinking. When she looked up and saw

the boy’s face, she suddenly felt that no matter how strange he was, he could be forgiven.

After all, he was so handsome.

At that time, the summer sun fell from the gaps between the shade of the trees, cutting out the boy’s

three-dimensional facial features. The smile in his eyes was faint. He slowly reached out to her and said,

“If you don’t mind… I’ll pull you up?”

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Anaya minded. She stood up on her own and took a deep breath as the wound on her knee was painful.

Alan looked at her wound and said sincerely, “I’m sorry… I’ll take you to the infirmary, okay?” “Forget it.”

Anaya said, “The infirmary is so far away from here. I’ll be in so much pain if I walk there.”

Alan said, “I’ll ride you there.”

“Okay.” Anaya said, “But I want to give these books to my classmate first.”

Anaya gently exhaled a mouthful of murky air.

In fact, after thinking about it carefully, Alan was tempted by her the first time he saw her. So was she.

On the way to the infirmary on Alan’s bicycle, she pretended to be calm despite her nervousness. As

soon as she returned to the dormitory, she screamed at her roommates, saying that she had met her

ideal man. Her roommates thought that it was a passing fad. Therefore, when she took Alan’s hand and

invited him to dinner a month later, her roommates were very surprised.

Later, Alan also liked to take her on bicycle rides with him. There were many memories of them. passing

by on campus, but now even those beautiful and dreamy memories had become blurred.

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