Chapter 1048: Chapter 1048: What, Can I Eat You?
"Bertha Swift..." Milne Swift shouted angrily.
But neither Bertha Swift nor Adam Piers paid him any attention.
The atmosphere at the scene was extremely awkward. Mr. Fletcher on the stage glared fiercely at Milne Swift, "Milne Swift, are you deliberately trying to humiliate me? Today, if you don’t give me a reasonable explanation, don’t blame me for being rude to the Swift family and to you!"
Milne Swift’s face turned pale, "Mr. Fletcher, listen to me!"
Mason Fletcher completely ignored Milne Swift’s explanation, he swung his sleeves and walked out. The guests at the engagement site looked at each other in confusion, and the scene completely spiraled out of control. Other members of the Swift family were equally embarrassed beyond words.
The old lady of the Swift family knocked the floor with her stick, her wrinkled face full of anger that couldn’t be hidden, cursing Bertha Swift in a low voice, "I always knew she was no good, she’s going to ruin the Swift family!"
Amidst the noisy engagement site, Adam Piers carried Bertha Swift as if it was no man’s land, carrying her all the way out of the hotel and into the car.
Only then did Bertha Swift look up and examine the man in front of her, noticing a thin layer of sweat on Adam Piers’s forehead. She asked with some concern, "What’s wrong?"
"What’s wrong? It’s because you’re too heavy." Adam Piers teased, not telling Bertha Swift that he had strained a wound, he got in the car and directly ordered the driver to start driving.
Bertha Swift was a bit embarrassed by what she heard, she wanted to protest but felt a sharp gaze fall upon her. Instinctively, she looked up only to see Mr. Fletcher also walking out, giving her a cold glance and heading toward another car.
"Scared of her?" Adam Piers lazily asked, following Bertha Swift’s gaze.
Bertha Swift remained silent, remembering how the Swift family sold her to Mr. Fletcher for thirty million, feeling utterly humiliated. In the haste of leaving, she didn’t register it, but Adam’s comment brought it to the forefront, causing her to lower her head in embarrassment.
Then her phone started ringing. Bertha Swift glanced at the number—it was her mother’s. After hesitating, she answered it, only to hear Milne Swift’s curse from the other side, "You little bitch, do you know your actions will ruin me? Do you know how much effort I put into securing this marriage for you? And what’s going on between you and the young master of the Piers family? The engagement is broken, do you still think he’d marry you? Get back here immediately!"
Milne Swift’s voice roared, and even without putting it on speaker, Adam Piers could hear it clearly.
Adam Piers’s face darkened, he cursed in a low voice, calling him an old thing, and snatched Bertha Swift’s phone, "Milne Swift, are you looking down on me? Bertha Swift is my woman, she was before and she will be afterward! If you dare have any designs on her again, watch out, I’ll take you down. You’re scared of the Fletcher family, but you’re not scared of me?"
Adam Piers was notorious for being a dandy, and he showed no respect for elders towards Milne Swift, nor did he deserve any!
Without waiting for a response on the other end, he hung up and then turned off the phone, tossing it aside to look at Bertha Swift with a poor expression, "Why is it that you’re fierce when you’re with me, but when you’re in front of others, you’re like a quail! They’ll tell you to do something, you’ll do it. They’ll tell you to marry that old thing, you’ll try to marry that old thing? Yet when you’re with me, you’re so ferocious?"
Bertha Swift was extremely embarrassed by Adam Piers’s questions, she turned her head aside, refusing to look at him.
But Adam Piers wasn’t done, he reached out, grabbing Bertha Swift’s face and forced her to look at him, "Am I wrong in asking? I’m asking you, if I didn’t come today, did you really plan to get engaged to that old thing, really marry him?"
The very thought of this possibility made Adam Piers’s face even more unpleasant.
Bertha Swift shook her head, "I didn’t, I just... I just..."
Bertha Swift wanted to explain but found that she didn’t know how to explain it as the words reached her lips. If Adam Piers hadn’t come today, she really wouldn’t know what to do!
Seeing Bertha Swift’s reaction, Adam Piers understood everything and cursed lowly again, calling her a foolish woman.
The car slowly drove forward, but not in the direction of the film set. Bertha Swift wanted to ask several times, yet the words died on her lips as she met Adam Piers’s grim face.
Her reaction increasingly displeased Adam Piers, "If you want to ask something, just ask, what, do you think I’ll eat you?"
"Where are we going?" Bertha Swift tentatively, slightly cautiously, asked when she heard Adam Piers’s gruff tone.
Adam Piers was infuriated, "Scared of me?"
Bertha Swift shook her head, she wasn’t scared of Adam Piers, she just felt inexplicably guilty.
Seeing this, Adam Piers’s face slightly eased, "I’m taking you back to Kerry City, didn’t you take two days off? Just consider it a rest for two days."
Bertha Swift rarely behaved obediently in front of Adam Piers as she nodded.
Adam Piers glanced at her and, hearing her tone, said no more.
Bertha Swift couldn’t help but ask, "Did you get my message?"
"Hmm, not too stupid after all, knowing to send me your location." Mentioning this, Adam Piers seemed happier, glad that this woman had some conscience, knowing to contact him in a crucial moment.
"I also didn’t know Milne Swift tricked me into coming home for an engagement. I was clueless before. I planned to run away, but was caught back." Bertha Swift explained softly.
Adam Piers asked, somewhat pleased, "Are you explaining to me?"
Bertha Swift’s face suddenly flushed red at being asked, slightly annoyed, she retorted, "I am not."
Adam Piers looked at Bertha Swift’s pink ear tips, chuckled lightly, and said nothing more.
The car drove all the way to Kerry City.
When they arrived, Adam Piers accompanied Bertha Swift out of the car, and they walked to Bertha Swift’s building entrance. Seeing Adam Piers still following her, Bertha Swift blinked her big eyes, giving the man a troubled look, and said, "Um... I’m here."
"I know." Adam Piers replied without stopping, instead he walked ahead of Bertha Swift into the building.
Bertha Swift looked helplessly at the man’s back and followed him. When they reached Bertha Swift’s door, he was still behind her. Remembering how the man had just helped her snatch a marriage, yet now was about to go home with her, Bertha Swift’s face flared a suspicious shade of red, awkwardly she said, "Uh... even though you helped me today, we... we..."
Click!
Bertha Swift’s sentence, "We’re not that kind of relationship," never came out. Suddenly she heard a click as the door next to her room opened. She looked over in surprise, only to see Adam Piers opening the door to the neighboring apartment.
Bertha Swift stood there dumbfounded for a moment, unable to comprehend. Adam Piers didn’t pay attention to her reaction, and walked in.
"You’re staying here? How come you stay here?" Bertha Swift finally responded and rushed forward to ask.
Adam Piers looked back at Bertha Swift, "Why shouldn’t I stay here?"
Bertha Swift was taken aback by the question, "Yes, why shouldn’t he stay here? But... but..." Bertha Swift hesitated for a moment, couldn’t come up with anything, and scratched her head in embarrassment, "Well then, I’ll go back."
"I just moved in today, I have nothing at home. Today, for saving you, shouldn’t you at least cook me a meal?" Adam Piers added when Bertha Swift was about to leave.
Hearing Adam Piers’s words, Bertha Swift stopped, hesitantly asked, "Didn’t I just have a scandal recently? It’s not good to go out."
The implication being she couldn’t invite him out.
Adam Piers raised his eyebrows, "Can’t go out, but you can cook, can’t you? How stingy can you be, not even willing to make me a meal?"
"I cook? Are you sure?" Bertha Swift pointed at herself.
"What’s there to be unsure about? Unless you can’t cook?" Adam Piers asked and suddenly thought it might actually be possible. After all, Bertha Swift was a debutante, and many debutantes nowadays can identify luxury brand bags at a glance but might not be able to tell the difference between sugar and salt.
Adam Piers’ expression stirred up Bertha Swift’s fighting spirit, "Who said I can’t cook? How could I not know how to cook? Cooking is so simple, who doesn’t know how?"
After saying that, Bertha Swift pushed open her room door and added, "You come over in half an hour."
Adam Piers raised an eyebrow, turned back to his room, and started counting the time second by second.
Next door.
Bertha Swift entered her room and saw the place turned into a pigsty by Maria White during her absence for more than two months. She was stunned for a moment and then quickly started tidying up. After she had tidied up the first floor, more than ten minutes had passed, and only then did Bertha Swift hurried to the kitchen.
Opening the fridge, her head buzzed, regretting agreeing to Adam Piers’ request, feeling very annoyed. Looking at the time, nearly twenty minutes had passed. She scanned the kitchen and found only a few packs of instant noodles, three eggs, and a handful of greens.
Grinding her teeth, Bertha Swift began to boil water.
Thirty minutes later, Adam Piers promptly rang Bertha Swift’s doorbell.
Upon hearing the sound, Bertha Swift looked at the two bowls of noodles she had made with frustration, patting her forehead, and then dragging her feet to open the door, she forced a smile at Adam Piers.
Adam Piers saw Bertha Swift’s look, raised an eyebrow slightly, and headed straight to the dining area.
"Wait, it’ll be ready soon." Bertha Swift said and turned back into the kitchen.
Adam Piers saw Bertha Swift tying on an apron, the first time he saw her in such a domestic attire, which was very refreshing. He began to look forward to Bertha Swift’s culinary skills.
Only three minutes later, seeing Bertha Swift place a bowl of instant noodles in front of him, Adam Piers was shocked, looked up at Bertha Swift with a face that asked, "Are you sure?"
Bertha Swift awkwardly smiled at Adam Piers, "Can’t be helped, I haven’t been home for more than two months, that Maria White doesn’t cook, so the kitchen is empty, you’ll just have to make do."
She certainly wasn’t going to tell Adam Piers that even if there were vegetables and meat in the fridge, she couldn’t make anything delicious.
Adam Piers looked at the instant noodle in front of him, then at the one beside Bertha Swift, remembering what the doctor had said during her diagnosis, "Is this what you usually eat at home?"
"No way, I usually eat very richly at home, today is just an exception." Bertha Swift stubbornly defended her dignity.
Adam Piers glanced at her, his eyes full of disbelief. Last time he heard Ray Leighton mention that Maria White often posts pictures of them eating instant noodles in her Facebook Circle.
Thinking of this, Adam Piers sighed, "Alright, it’s your first time cooking for me, whatever it is, it’s a gesture of goodwill."
After saying that, Adam Piers even put Bertha Swift’s bowl in front of him.
Bertha Swift looked at the man in confusion, what did this mean? Was he not planning to let her eat?
Adam Piers understood Bertha Swift’s gaze, raised an eyebrow, "These are made for me, how can you eat? Besides, do you think a grown man like me would be full with one pack of instant noodles? Of course, both packs are mine."
This woman was malnourished and eating this junk food, what was she thinking all day long?
Adam Piers cursed silently in his heart.
Bertha Swift helplessly watched Adam Piers occupy both bowls of instant noodles, looked at the man sorrowfully, only to see Adam Piers without a hint of guilt, actually lowering his head and starting to eat.
Bertha Swift was picked up by Uncle Service from the set early in the morning, rode for two hours, and then endured an engagement party fiasco. She hadn’t eaten much all morning. Right now, smelling the rich aroma of noodles, and watching the man next to her eating with satisfaction, she instinctively licked her lips, touched her stomach, and murmured quietly, "Alright then, I’ll make another bowl for myself."
After saying that, Bertha Swift was about to return to the kitchen, but Adam Piers grabbed her hand just as she moved, "No, I want you to stay and eat with me."
Bertha Swift was shocked, looked at the man who was still enjoying the noodles as if he was eating a delicacy, only feeling hungrier and whispered, "Is this ’staying’? Obviously just watching you eat! How can you do this? Saying you want to pursue me, yet you don’t even let me eat..."
Adam Piers had never seen Bertha Swift complain to him so coyly, his heart felt like it was going to melt, but looking at the nutritionally lacking instant noodles, he steeled himself and didn’t budge.
Bertha Swift, not seeing any reaction from Adam Piers, felt inexplicably aggrieved.
In the past, when this man treated her even worse and more harshly, Bertha Swift had never felt this way. Yet now, seeing him so cold-hearted, not letting her eat, she felt deeply wronged.
Although Adam Piers tried to keep eating, he was constantly observing Bertha Swift’s every move out of the corner of his eye, finding it both amusing and a bit heart-wrenching, reaching out to tap Bertha Swift’s head.
Bertha Swift hummed a little defiantly.
She thought Adam Piers might relent, but to her surprise, the man quickly continued to devour half of the second bowl, still holding her hand, refusing to let her move.
At that moment, Bertha Swift was truly a bit angry, hunger, grievance, and previous humiliation made her eyes redden. So many people bullied her today, she didn’t expect to come home and be bullied by Adam Piers, she felt too sad!
Ding dong ding dong.
Seeing Bertha Swift about to get consumed by her own thoughts, suddenly the doorbell rang.
The doorbell woke Bertha Swift, realizing she was just throwing a tantrum with Adam Piers, her face got even redder. Considering Maria White might be back, she remembered explaining to Maria White that she and Adam Piers no longer had any ties, if she were caught now, how awkward would that be?
Thinking of this, Bertha Swift hurriedly urged Adam Piers, "Hide quickly, Maria White is coming back!"
Adam Piers was puzzled, "Why should I hide when Maria White is coming back?"
"Don’t ask so much, just hide quickly!" Bertha Swift urged.
Adam Piers simply ignored her and walked straight to the door.
Bertha Swift became anxious, "What are you doing? I said hide quickly..."
Click.
Before Bertha Swift finished speaking, Adam Piers had already opened the door, then there was a voice from outside, and he turned back into the room, now with a paper bag labeled "Imperial Cuisine Pavilion" in his hand.
Bertha Swift was puzzled, only to see Adam Piers wave the contents at her, "Lunch is served!"
"Ah?"
Seeing the paper bag in Adam Piers’ hand, Bertha Swift gasped lightly, realizing he didn’t let her eat instant noodles because he ordered lunch for her from the Imperial Cuisine Pavilion?