Chapter 1139
Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Chapter 1139 A Sweet Morning Vinson froze for a split second but immediately shook it off and said, âIâll get two servings of my usual order. Oh, Iâd like a glass of soy milk too.â
âGot it!â The owner left to prepare their order.
Looking at the surroundings, Arielle commented, âThis is surprising.â
âAre you surprised that Iâm a down-to-earth person?â
âYes.â She gazed at him and added, âYou donât look like you eat here often. I thought youâd have breakfast at five-star hotels.â
Shrugging, Vinson answered, âI used to do that, but I grew sick of it. Once, I came here for breakfast out of curiosity and became a frequent customer afterward. I believe youâll like the food here.â
Arielle bobbed her head, feeling expectant.
Soon, their breakfast was served.
The first dish served was the famous Jadeborough soy milk.
Alas, she nearly retched after taking just one sip.
âThatâs⦠The taste is really strange,â she spluttered.
Vinson burst out laughing. âI canât take that too. If you donât like it, letâs try something else.â
Soon, the local Jadeborough buns were served.
After taking a bite of the bun, Arielle was fascinated by how the rich and flavorful taste spread across her mouth.
The rest of the dishes were delectable too. With every mouthful she took, her eyes sparkled in delight.
âWhat do you think?â Vinson asked.
Arielle gave a pleased nod. âI canât believe this breakfast stall serves such delicious food. Iâm getting a lot of inspiration here. However, some food tastes really familiar⦠Perhaps my mom brought me here when I was young.â
Her gaze dimmed at the thought of Maureen.
Nevertheless, her face broke into a smile soon enough, and she declared, âTodayâs a good day, so I wonât think about unhappy things. Hurry, eat up. You need to leave soon.â
With a nod, Vinson resumed eating.
Even if he was gulping down his food, he still looked like a noble gentleman.
On the other hand, Arielle seemed relaxed.
As she was not brought up strictly like a socialite, she did not pay much attention to her table manners.
However, Vinson was of the opinion that the way Arielle enjoyed her food boosted his appetite.
He munched on his food and enjoyed the beautiful scenery before him. Ah, what a great morning. I hope I can spend my mornings peacefully like this for the rest of my life.
Sadly, it was soon time for them to part ways. Rayson braced himself, stepping forward and reminding, âMr. Nightshire, itâs time to depart.â
Arielle placed her fork down and said, âRemember to take a rest on the way there. Donât work during the journey as it will tire out your eyes. You can leave without me. Iâll pay for the food.â
She got up and clicked into her e-wallet to make the payment.
Vinson caught up to her and waved his phone before the owner.
âIâll pay for breakfast.â They spoke at the same time.
The owner was taken aback but quickly regained his composure and held the payment terminal toward Arielleâs phone. With a grin, he said, âYouâre a couple, so your wife will have all your salary sooner or later. Itâs time for you to get used to having your wife making payments.â
After snapping out of his initial shock, Vinson beamed at Arielle. âRight. Whatâs mine is hers.â
A blush suffused her cheeks, and she glared at him before urging him to get into his car.
Happiness imbued Vinson as he entered his car.
Only when his car disappeared from sight did she retract her gaze and have Rayson drive her to the branch.