Chapter 244 Mrs. Fox, remember to come home early.

Book:Welcome To My Life Published:2024-6-3

Yolanda Taylor watched Miss Garcia leave, she stood in the doorway for two seconds before turning around and folding back in.
She had just walked into the office when she saw the small bag on the desktop, it was the breakfast that Gwen Fox had insisted that she bring, but she had been late and was too embarrassed to delay Miss Garcia, so she had let CoCo bring it into the office, and if she hadn’t seen it now, she would have forgotten that there was even sandwiches in it.
Yolanda Taylor also felt hungry at this time, she went over and opened the bag, the sandwiches inside were already cold, and there was also a bottle of skim milk inside.
She was lactose intolerant, and while other people and milk were nourishing their stomachs for fitness, she suffered a bit from drinking milk.
During the three years she was with Gwen Fox, she had diarrhea on three or four occasions when she drank milk.
At that time she did not know that she was lactose intolerant, until Gwen Fox asked, she reacted.
Then she gradually did not drink milk, even if she wanted to drink, but also to buy the milk.
Only in the last few years, she hadn’t been drinking much milk.
Yolanda Taylor reached down and took out the comfort milk, only to realize that it was a little wet when her hand touched it.
She thought the package was broken and the milk had leaked out, but upon closer inspection she couldn’t find any broken spots.
The sandwich was wrapped in blotting paper, she took it out and took a sip of the milk, only to realize that it seemed a little warm.
It’s not that it’s warm, it’s just that on this day, if it’s room temperature milk, it’s probably a little cold to drink.
But this comfort milk can’t feel warm on the outside of the package, and only when she drank it into her mouth did she realize that it was a little warmer than room temperature.
Yolanda Taylor was stunned for a moment, looking at the sandwiches in her hand, she suddenly remembered that the maid would only cook Chinese food, not Western food.
So this breakfast, was made by Gwen Fox? She couldn’t help but think of the bottle of milk she saw on the dining table before she left the house that she hadn’t had time to put away, Yolanda Taylor was a little lost in thought.
“Buckle up.”
Yolanda Taylor came back to her senses when she heard a knock on the door, she put the milk down, “Come in.”
CoCo pushed the door in and asked her what she wanted for lunch, Yolanda Taylor thought about it and let her order a seafood porridge.
Yolanda Taylor was busy until after six in the evening, the sky outside was already getting dark.
The light inside the office was getting dimmer and dimmer, she wanted to turn the light on, and when she looked up, she realized that Gwen Fox had come in at some point, and was standing in the doorway looking at her, “Want to turn on the light?”
She nodded her head a little, and reacted after a long while, “When did you get here?”
“Just now.”
He lifted his leg and walked over to the front of her desk and pulled out that chair and sat down, “Is it going to be long?”
Yolanda Taylor had three designs on her hands to get out, and she certainly wanted to leave later if she could.
But she also knew it was an impractical idea, so she didn’t nod, “Just a little while longer.”
She said, putting her eyes back on top of that computer.
It’s just that she was clearly engrossed inside her work just now, and she didn’t know that she couldn’t be still now.
Gwen Fox just sat there and she felt like she couldn’t work at all anymore.
Yolanda Taylor had to save the diagram that was just halfway out and write a few bullet points in her notebook before she shut the computer down and grabbed her bag off to the side, “Okay.”
She said, coming around the side.
Gwen Fox stood up as well and walked to the edge of the table to wait for her to come out.
It was dark outside by the time the two went out.
Today Gwen Fox changed another car, probably because last night’s Lamborghini was too high-profile and a bit flirty, he changed to a more low-key Mercedes Benz today, and those who don’t know the business can’t tell that the price of this Mercedes Benz is actually not that far off from last night’s Lamborghini.
Yolanda Taylor is not surprised, Gwen Fox although not much car collection addiction, but he has most of the rich second generation of rich people’s ability to burn money, the hands of the real estate is not countless not to mention, the car is also not to mention.
She had heard Jerome Perot say that Gwen Fox had bought a piece of land in the suburbs and built a private garage with hundreds of luxury cars.
Yolanda Taylor hasn’t been there to see it and doesn’t know if it’s true or not.
Anyway, she did see Gwen Fox change cars quite a bit during the three years she was with him.
However, her entire university was particularly busy, in fact, she didn’t spend much time with Gwen Fox, and it was already considered good to see him two or three times a month, so she wasn’t too sure whether Gwen Fox’s car had been changed or not.
Recovering her thoughts, Yolanda Taylor got into the car and fastened her seatbelt.
“What do you want for dinner tonight?”
She inclined her head at him for a moment, “Western food.”
As she looked at him, she remembered that sandwich from today and wanted to ask if he made it, but in the end, the words always ended up on her lips.
Gwen Fox is a typical rich kid, he usually noble, anyway, Yolanda Taylor with him in the three years, she did not see him hands to do any of the same chores, although there will be a nanny regularly clean up, but Gwen Fox is a typical pouring water hate to let others to do the work for people.
She also knows that he grew up in a good family, these things he does not do behind a bunch of people lined up to do, so it does not feel strange.
On the contrary, now, thinking that he actually made breakfast, Yolanda Taylor’s mood is a little complicated.
But she also knows that once this question is asked, the relationship between the two people will probably be torn apart and redefined.
Forget it, don’t ask, yes or no, it doesn’t make much sense.
At the end of September, Yolanda Taylor had to go over to Robin City to take care of a wedding.
The people there were very generous, so she naturally had to take care of it.
On the day of her departure, Gwen Fox sent her to the airplane. Before going through the security check, he hugged her so much that she was almost breathless, Yolanda Taylor couldn’t help but raise her hand and pushed him: “Gwen Fox, I can’t catch my breath!”
Hearing this from her, Gwen Fox let go.
He looked down at her, one palm on her cheek, his dark eyes deep, “I’ll be over the day after tomorrow, be good.”
His voice was low even as he said this.
Yolanda Taylor felt that there were strings attached, but she didn’t ask, the two of them had gotten along quite well over the past month, and she didn’t want to argue with him at the airport.
She responded softly, “Uh-huh.”
Gwen Fox looked down at her, and he didn’t know why, but he always felt as if Yolanda Taylor was about to escape from inside the palm of his hand.
But the two of them had been on good terms for the past month, and he didn’t want to make her unhappy because of his suspicions.
In the end, he still held back, just before letting go, he lowered his head and kissed her hard on the lips, and finally bit lightly on it.
Yolanda Taylor couldn’t help but huff at the pain, “Gwen Fox!”
“Think of me, Dear.”
He looked down at her, his gaze like a wolf’s.
Yolanda Taylor felt inexplicably chilled and didn’t dare say anything else, “Well, I have to go through security or I won’t be able to board in time.”
He didn’t say anything, he just looked at her for a moment before letting go of his hand fondly.
Yolanda Taylor sighed in relief and lifted her leg towards the security checkpoint.
There weren’t many people left in front of her, so she hastily pulled out her ticket and ID.
At this moment, Gwen Fox behind her suddenly called out to her, “Dear.” She subconsciously turned back to look at him, and her heart fluttered when she met those eyes.
Yolanda Taylor hastily retracted her eyes when she heard him say behind her, “Mrs. Fox, remember to come home early.”
Her hand trembled and she felt just a little hard on her eyes.