AN UNEXPECTED GROOM

Roxane nodded quickly when she came to her senses. She looked at him with bright eyes, biting her lip, looking embarrassed.

Sebastian saw through her thoughts and walked to the side and pulled up a chair. After sitting down, he said:

-If you have something to say, say it.

– It’s the Mid-Autumn Festival in a few days. We will definitely have a meal together. Can you come home with me?

She asked softly after licking her lips. His voice carried a hint of pleading

Her grandmother would definitely be home, and if she had to come back alone, her grandmother would definitely worry and think too much.

– Of course, Sebastien replied even if he didn’t expect her to ask questions about it.

Roxane’s eyes lit up immediately. She didn’t expect him to accept so easily.

– Really?

Sebastian nodded.

-Is something going on with your family? Maybe it’s better if you talk to them first. After all… asked Roxane with concern.

Sebastien didn’t wait for her to finish before intervening:

– It’s good.

Roxane looked down. She didn’t know if she was being too sensitive, but it seemed like he didn’t want to talk about his family. Either way, she still had to thank him so she said:

– Thank you, Mr. Flores.

-Are we going to have lunch or dinner? If we have lunch, I’ll tell Patrice to rearrange my schedule, Sebastien said.

– Dinner, Roxane replied as if to herself, “Doesn’t a president as brilliant as him have a day off during the Mid-Autumn Festival?” It seems that being president is not easy at all.

He nodded before standing up and said:

-Okay, you should rest early.

– Good night, Mr. Flores, said Roxane with a sweet smile on her face.

Sebastien had just taken two steps when he thought of something. He turned to her and asked:

– Do you have wechat?

– Hm? Yes, I have, replied Roxane. Although she was raised in the countryside, she did not live in ancient times. How could she not have WeChat?Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Sebastien held out his hand in front of her.

Roxane: “?”

– Phone.

She quickly unlocked her phone and handed it to him.

Sebastien added himself on his WeChat before adding his phone number to his directory.

– You can text me on WeChat if you need anything in the future. You can also call me.

She picked up her phone and nodded. Her voice became softer as she said:

– All right.

With that, he left the room.

Roxane looked at her directory and saw two words: Sebastien Flores.

At that moment, her phone rang, informing her that Sebastien had accepted her friend request on WeChat.

Roxane opened her profile. Other than its name and location, there was nothing else. It seemed that he didn’t hide it from her, but he really didn’t have anything on his WeChat. His profile picture was also black. She clicked to enlarge it, and it was still black.

She pursed her lips and put down her phone before picking up her iPad and pen to start drawing again.

The animated character she drew earlier was a girl. Now she added a man holding a cotton swab, applying medicine to the girl.

She didn’t know why she was suddenly filled with the urge to draw this, but she didn’t stop. Moreover, her heart vibrated with warmth when she drew it.

In the blink of an eye, the Mid-Autumn Festival had arrived.

Roxane asked Logan to send her back to the Alvarez family house early in the morning before she told Logan to also take the day off for the holiday. Old Mrs. Alvarez also came home last night. When she saw Roxane, she was delighted. She held his hand and asked:

-Why did you come back so early? You should sleep because it’s a holiday.

Roxane handed the gift she had prepared in advance to the helper before she meekly responded:

– I miss Grandma. How can I sleep when I miss Grandma? After saying this, she looked around before asking:

-Where is my brother?

‘Could it be that he has to work today like Sebastian?’

– This lazy boy is still sleeping,

said sadly Madame Alvarez, who was sitting nearby,

“If he’s only half as diligent as you, I wouldn’t have to worry about him.

– Mom, brother works very hard. Since it’s rare that he has a day off, we should let him rest, Roxane said, not forgetting to say a good word to her brother.

Hearing this, Mrs. Alvarez gave up trying to wake her son. She headed towards the kitchen after saying:

-Your father won’t come back for lunch. We will have a simple lunch and a feast during dinner.

“Okay,” Roxane replied. At this moment, old Madame Alvarez patted Roxane’s hand and asked:

– Where is little Flores? Didn’t he come back with you?