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Chapter 60

Chapter 60 Why Didn't You Wait for Me?

Hearing my words, he let out a sigh of disappointment and said, "I'm tired of eating out. I just wanted to have some home-cooked meals. If you can't cook, that's fine. I'll just grab something to eat and head back to the hotel to rest early."

He hadn't been back in the country for long and many things were still unsettled. He had been busy these past few days. Hearing him say this, I couldn't help but feel terrible about myself. After all, he had helped me when I was in dire need, yet I hadn't properly taken care of his life.

Looking at him, I hesitated for a moment before saying, "How about coming to my house for dinner tonight? My mom is a good cook. Whatever you want to eat, I can tell her to prepare some. It would be nice to have you over and liven things up a bit."

Upon hearing this, his eyes lit up, and he looked at me, asking, "Really?"

I nodded, laughing, "As long as you don't mind."

Seeing this, he was in a good mood and stood up, saying, "Alright, I'll go with you after work."

After speaking, he left my office in a hurry.

Seeing him like this, I was a bit stunned. Has this kid been eating poorly recently? Why so excited?

In the evening, after finishing his company affairs, Alexander had already come to wait for me in my office early. After spending a few days together, I initially thought he would be a difficult and cold-faced CEO. But now it seems, he is a slightly sarcastic and stubborn person,

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yet very warm-hearted.

All in all, he was not a bad person.

Closing the file, he and I went to the parked car lot together and drove straight back to the Conner family.

Because he had informed his mother in advance, when he arrived at the Conner family's place, his mother came out to greet him. After smiling and greeting Alexander, she led him into the hall.

He didn't know what delicious food she had made, but as soon as he entered, he smelled the aroma. Alexander, on the other hand, was not at all reserved. He started chatting with his mother after just a few words.

After washing her hands, the mother beckoned him to sit down and then enthusiastically served him food, laughing, "Alexander, eat more, you look thinner."

How long has it been since we last met, and you're already calling him Alexander?

I sat aside, realizing that I couldn't get a word in edgewise between the two of them. Just then, my phone rang, so I simply got up to answer it.

Seeing the incoming call display as Walter on my phone, I frowned subconsciously. What was he calling me for?

I picked up the phone and habitually began, "Hello."

"Where are you?" A deep male voice came from the other end, sounding a bit off.

I didn't think much and answered truthfully, "At home, having dinner with my mom, what's up?"

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After a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, it seemed that the temper was under control, and the voice asked, "Why didn't you wait for me to come pick you up?"

I was taken aback, then belatedly remembered that Walter had mentioned picking me up from work. I thought he was just saying it to appease Alexander, so I didn't take it seriously at all. After hesitating for a moment, I carefully asked into the phone, "Where... where are you now?"

The man's voice on the other end of the phone was deep and cold, chillingly uttering a few words, "Under the Conner Group building."

Huh!

This mess was indeed my fault.

I hesitated for a moment, then said into the phone, "I'm home now, sorry, I thought you were just saying it casually."

"Beep beep..." The sound of the phone hanging up came from the other end. One could imagine that Walter's mood at that moment was

certainly not beautiful.

I hung up the phone and couldn't help but take a deep breath. Ashley must have been bothering him every day recently. It wasn't easy for him to replace time to pick me up amidst his busy schedule. It seemed that it wasn't entirely a good thing for this man to be responsible.

Returning to the dining table, my mother and Alexander were having a lively conversation. It was rare to see my mother so happy, which in turn lifted my spirits a bit. Since my father left, she had been spending her days in silence and solitude, often lost in her own thoughts. At times, I was genuinely concerned about her mental state.

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Seeing her in a good mood today, I couldn't help but have a great appetite. They were chatting, and I couldn't get a word in, so I simply buried my head and enjoyed the food.

When I got up to get more food, my mother finally looked at me and said, "Tabatha, you've been eating a lot more since you got pregnant, but your belly isn't that big yet. You need to rest well and not overwork yourself."

I nodded, knowing that my mother was worried about me, and said, "Alright, I understand." After responding, I got up to get more rice.

After just a few bites of rice, I realized what my mother meant. Only I knew that I wasn't pregnant, but my recent appetite had indeed been a bit large. Could it be because I've been so tired lately, so I'm eating more?