Love at the Wrong Table by Emmanuel Lowe
Love at the Wrong Table Emmanuel Lowe Chapter 376

Chapter 376

Emmanuel swiftly plucked a few kiwis and, in their place, tied a 10–dollar bill.

After all, these were someone else’s fruits, and he didn’t want to be a thief.

Claudette couldn’t help but smile when she saw his actions.

Soon, Emmanuel came back and wiped the kiwis clean using his body before

handing them to Claudette.

“Ms. Lenoir, I didn’t know today was your birthday, but fortunately, I still made

it in time. Happy birthday!” he said earnestly.

Claudette chuckled at his serious demeanor but didn’t accept the fruits.

“What’s wrong? Do you replace my birthday gift too shabby? Not as extravagant

as the lavish gifts Mr. Magnus gave you? If you don’t want them, I’ll eat them

myself!” Emmanuel said playfully and pretended to put the fruit in his mouth.

Claudette quickly snatched them from him, not allowing him to take a bite.

“Hmph, not sincere enough! At least peel the skin and feed it to me.”

Claudette decided to push her luck.

As Willow once said, a woman’s capriciousness was her most powerful

weapon against men.

Sure enough, although Emmanuel was a bit shy and embarrassed, he

obliged. After all, it was her birthday.

Seeing Emmanuel offering her the peeled fruit, Claudette took a big bite

without any reservation and exclaimed, “Mmm, so sweet!”

The princess of the Lenoir family couldn’t hide her joy and continued to push

her luck. “Emmanuel, you haven’t sung me a birthday song yet. It’s my

birthday today. Can I have a song?”

“Alright, birthday girl. Your wish is my command.” Emmanuel nodded and

agreed.

Claudette thought he was just an ordinary guy who couldn’t sing well, but to

her surprise, he not only stayed in pitch but also had a magnetic voice that

captivated her.

“I want to hear more. Sing another song for me!” Claudette kept pushing her

luck, extending her hand to feel the chilly winter breeze. Suddenly, she turned

back with a mischievous smile. “Emmanuel, it’s getting windy tonight. Can

you sing ‘The Wind Rises‘ for me?”

Emmanuel hesitated for a moment. “But I don’t know how to sing it!”

He had heard the song before, but he didn’t have a habit of singing. Thus, he

couldn’t sing it.

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“I’ll teach you. Let’s sing it together!” Claudette insisted, determined to see it

to the end.

“Well…” Emmanuel felt a little hesitant, but when he saw Claudette raising her

small fist, he had no choice but to gather his courage and say, “Alright!”

“Hmph, if you’re so reluctant, I won’t let you off if you don’t sing it well!”

Claudette continued while hitting his sturdy chest with her fist playfully.

She was truly enjoying the atmosphere. Suddenly, she turned around, wiping

away the nosebleed that kept trickling out!

Oh God, please, make time slow down a little!

Claudette silently prayed in her heart, then turned around again and

proactively snuggled up to Emmanuel for warmth.

“Ms. Lenoir, is your old illness acting up again? Your body is cold. Shouldn’t we

go inside quickly?” Emmanuel was Claudette’s attending physician and knew

well about her health condition. It was crucial to treat her promptly, or else

there could be life–threatening risks.

“No. Tonight, I want to celebrate my birthday here. Just sing with me quickly…”

Claudette was being stubborn, trying to squeeze her way into Emmanuel’s

arms while humming the tune of “The Wind Rises.”

“In the past, when I first encountered this world,

I was captivated by its wonders unfurled.

-Looking at the distant horizon, so grand,

It felt within reach, like holding it in my hand.

I was willing to brave any storm,

And face any challenge, I was reborn.

With a fire burning deep within my soul,

I knew I could conquer any goal.”