Lock You In My Heart Chapter 424

Lolita’s obedient and timid look made Jason calm down quite a lot. How could he lose his temper in front of such a cute face.

Seeing that Lolita was about to take off his coat, Jason reached out and forcibly put the coat on her. She looked so small in it.

“It’s a little cold in the car. Wear it,” Jason snapped.

Lolita was actually cold. Her dress was strapless, so her shoulders were bare. She rubbed her arms and shivered—even her breath plumed in the air.

Even so, the coat belonged to Jason. She could smell his musky scent on it, and it was still warm from his body—all of which made her uncomfortable.

But since Jason told her not to take it off, she continued to wear it. He was her boss, after all.

“Thank you for your coat, Mr. Foster. Now, let’s get down to business.” Lolita decided to put it on for a while. After they finished talking, she would naturally return it to him. She absolutely had no intention of taking it home.

“Let’s have dinner first. I haven’t had dinner yet, and I’m hungry.” Jason buckled his seat belt and started the car.

Lolita’s mind went blank all of a sudden. She furrowed her forehead. What was going on? Didn’t Jason ask her to come down in such a hurry to listen to her explanation about what happened at the exchange meeting? Now, he wants to eat dinner?

She knew the matter was important, and yet, he wanted to have dinner first before listening to her. He was no longer in a rush to talk to her.

“Mr. Foster, it’s already ten o’clock. Haven’t you eaten yet? It’s called midnight snack now,” Lolita pointed out.

“Oh, so you care about me, huh?” Jason smiled, not taking his eyes off the road. He was definitely in a good mood. He suddenly looked chipper.

“Well, sort of. You’re my boss, you know. I should care about you.” Lolita shrugged. It was the truth, of course.

Besides, this kind of concern was in Lolita’s nature. Whether it was her friend, her boss, or even strangers, when someone told her they hadn’t had dinner yet, she always asked why—especially when it was already late.

“I see. Mr. Foster, you must be working on a design draft that’s why you haven’t eaten anything at this late hour. You can’t go on like this. It’s not good for you and your health. If you don’t listen to your body and forget to eat at the right time, you may end up with a stomach problem.” Lolita was half-facing him. She had to remind him because it wasn’t a healthy habit.

Many designers like them were easily carried away by their work that they would forget their meals. It wasn’t uncommon to end up with stomach issues.

Because of the special nature of their work, they often became too busy to eat. So, when they did sit down for a meal, they would binge. That would easily upset the stomach. She didn’t want that to happen to Jason.

“Okay, I see. I’ll remember that.” Jason spared a glance at Lolita and gave her a brief nod.

Lolita felt her cheeks burn in embarrassment. She forgot her place once again. She was an ordinary employee, and she didn’t have the right to mind her boss’ business.

She was out of line. Lolita closed her eyes and gnawed on her bottom lip. She let out a breath slowly.

This was absolutely forbidden in the company. Lolita stayed in a foreign country for many years, and she had worked in another studio. She already had some experience and knew the rules of the workplace.

She knew it was a mistake to cross the line.

“Mr. Foster, don’t get me wrong. I didn’t mean to meddle like this. It’s just that you haven’t eaten anything. So, how about this?

Let me treat you tonight. What do you want to eat?” Lolita hurried to find an excuse for herself. She didn’t want to anger him or make him think that she was going overboard.

“Okay, fine. What do you want to eat?” Jason didn’t refuse her kindness at all. He drummed his fingers on the steering wheel as he waited for her answer.

“I don’t need to...”

“I don’t think you have eaten anything at the party, either. Let’s eat together later. I bet we’re both hungry.” Jason nodded. The event she attended was for socialization, and the organizers served wine, champagne, and finger foods. It wasn’t enough to sate anyone’s hunger.

Lolita was momentarily afraid that her stomach would growl on cue. She was a little hungry because she only had a few drinks. It was embarrassing that she was lecturing him about eating habits, and here she was, doing the exact same thing.

“Okay, then. But it’s my treat.” Lolita was serious. It was a small price to pay after all the debacle a few minutes ago.

“So what do you want to eat? It’s up to you.” Jason left the decision up to her. He didn’t care either way.

Lolita quickly took out her cell phone to look for a late night snack shop. She wasn’t originally from Antawood and was, therefore, not familiar with the restaurants and other establishments.

Before she could start searching, however, her phone rang. It was Kendal.

When Lolita saw his name, fear bubbled inside of her, and she almost threw her phone away. After breathing deeply to calm her nerves, she answered the call.

“Kendal, what’s the matter?” Lolita asked cautiously.

“What’s the matter? How dare you ask me that? You know what’s up! Where are you now? You disappeared after you answered the phone. Did someone take you away? Do you need me to call the police? Tell me!” Lolita could hear Kendal’s displeasure loud and clear. With his carefully measured voice, she knew he was straining to control his anger.

Lolita almost squirmed uncomfortably, as if Kendal could actually see her. It was true. Someone took her away from the party, but he didn’t have to call the police.

“Kendal, there’s something I need to discuss with Mr. Foster. After that, I will go home. You have a good rest now, okay? I’ll come to have dinner with you tomorrow.” Without waiting for his response, Lolita hung up the phone. She knew that Kendal was so angry, so she didn’t speak to him that much.

“Are you okay?” Jason glanced at Lolita out of the corner of his eye. She seemed to be in a bad mood—as evidenced by her frown.

Kendal didn’t bother hiding his dislike for Jason when they met at the event. He was staring daggers at Jason.

Maybe Kendal thought he was a bad boss who treated his employees badly.

Now that he knew Jason took Lolita out, Kendal might get angrier at him.

“It doesn’t matter. Kendal has always been straightforward. He can say whatever he wants to say. Sometimes, his words are too direct, and he ends up hurting people. Don’t take it seriously. He’s been protecting me since we were kids, and he can never tolerate anyone bullying me. He probably misunderstood a few things about you, but he wouldn’t go too far. He already knows that you’re my boss,” Lolita explained quickly. She didn’t want any enmity between Kendal and Mr. Foster. If there was, she would be the one caught in between.

One was her cousin, and the other was her boss. She didn’t want to offend either of them, so she had to set things straight.

“I’m fine. I understand why he’s acting the way he is. He’s protecting you, so there’s nothing for me to be angry about.” Jason shrugged. He understood Kendal’s protective streak. He would have acted the same if their roles were reversed.

Jason wasn’t angry at all. It was a good thing that someone loved Lolita so much.

“Really? Mr. Foster, I’m glad you’re not angry. Wait, turn left here. There’s a late night snack shop up ahead. Let’s go there. Their bestsellers are seafood porridge and barbecue. Are you okay with those dishes, Mr. Foster?” Lolita signaled which way they were headed. She visited the establishment before, so she didn’t need to use the GPS for directions.

“Okay, that’s fine.” Jason followed the route Lolita told him.

The late night snack city was actually pretty huge. There was a street lined with stalls selling various foods. Lolita led Jason through half the street before they entered a two story building.

There was a small private room, and Lolita asked to be seated there for Jason’s sake. She figured he liked the privacy while eating.

“Mr. Foster, although this place is a little noisy, the private room isn’t bad. What do you think? Is it alright?” Lolita was nervous.

She didn’t know if Jason suited a place like this or if he was even comfortable eating here.

“It’s fine. There are so many diners here, so the food must be delicious. Besides, it’s your recommendation. Even if I don’t trust others, I trust your judgment.” Jason’s eyes scanned the crowd and the tables. He was amazed at the number of people eating at this late hour here.