Beatrice wanted to say something else, but Harold’s face suddenly turned cold and didn’t give her any chance.
“I have something else to do. Don’t push it.”
The hand that was about to touch his sleeve was suspended in midair.
Looking at his hurriedly leaving figure, Beatrice raised the corner of her mouth in self-mockery.
“Wake up, what are you still expecting?”
Beatrice didn’t sleep all night and she received Harold’s gifts early the next morning, limited edition bags and coats from major brands.
She actually understood what he meant.
Harold was always like this, whenever he felt that Beatrice was unhappy, he would give her one or two gifts to comfort her.
Beatrice’s entire cloakroom was full of such expensive bags.
Beatrice opened the gift card, which read: [A belated birthday gift. Be sensible and don’t wear other boys’ coats casually.]
If it were in the past, she would definitely be delighted by his care and she would also love to carry the bag on her back and take a video to send it to him, thanking him for giving her a surprise.
“The best Harold in the world!”
But now, Beatrice just took it silently, without even unpacking it and threw it into the corner of the room.
She would return these things to him intact in the future.
For a whole morning, Beatrice was busy with work, surprisingly devoted and didn’t suddenly think of him, let alone look at him straight in the eye.
At lunch, Harold suddenly came out and held her in the office.
“Let’s eat together.”
To be honest, looking at Viola’s unfriendly eyes, Beatrice also realized that this was a big opportunity and hesitated a little, but finally refused.
“Mr. Dolton, it’s not convenient.”
As soon as the words came out, Beatrice noticed that the atmosphere was a little subtle.
Viola hurried to smooth things over. “Beatrice must have an appointment at noon, otherwise let her go.”
She wanted to leave. Beatrice had no objection and Viola had no objection. But Harold was like a lion with hair blown up. He grabbed Beatrice’s hand regardless.
“Mr. Dolton, you are being estranged.”
“Who did you make an appointment with?”
Beatrice frowned.
Harold was relentless.
“I said, leave after lunch. You will eat here every day at noon in the future, understand?”
Now he was too controlling and she didn’t even have the freedom to eat at noon.
Unable to get rid of him, Beatrice was a little annoyed, sat down on the chair and opened the lunch box.
Green vegetables, carrots, bean sprouts, none of them were her favorites.
She picked and chose while drinking the porridge handed over by Harold, ready to throw them all into the trash can.
But the next second, she was stunned.
A gold-rimmed amulet lay quietly in the trash can.
It was very similar to the one that Beatrice gave to Harold.
The porridge in her hand slipped and the glass fell to the ground with a crisp sound, which was very much like her heartbreak.
But she still asked out loud, wanting to confirm.
“Harold, where did you put the amulet I gave you?”
Harold didn’t react at all to what Beatrice said and saw tears overflowing from her eyes.
Following her gaze, he saw the amulet in the trash can.
It was clearly hanging on her body in the morning, how could it be thrown into the trash can for no reason?
He tilted his head to look at the well-behaved Viola beside him and suddenly understood.
Back then, Beatrice had a fever that caused myocarditis and she was almost beyond rescue.
This was obtained by Emily after kneeling on the 1,001st step for Beatrice.
After returning, Emily began to be ill for a long time. Beatrice cherished this amulet very much. If he had been in danger in the Dolton Family and almost died many times, she would not have given up the amulet to him.
