Sweetheart Do You Still Love Me novel Chapter 610

Chapter 610 Complaint

Yelena never imagined she would encounter Hank in this place. After all, she recalled that he should have been working on various matters in the law firm. In any case, the aura lingering around him seemed ominous. Standing up quickly, she widened the distance between them. "Why are you here?"

"I was passing by when I saw you inside the restaurant. Honestly, I didn't expect to see the two of you here." At the sight of her lowered head and flustered appearance, Hank felt the rage in his heart subsiding slightly.

She gave an awkward laugh. "It's about what happened previously. I wanted to treat him to a meal for saving my life."

He shifted his gaze to Federick. "Didn't we agree to do that together?"

Yelena's voice became increasingly quiet. At the same time, she sounded more aggrieved with every word she spoke, "But you always claimed to be busy whenever I called you. That's why I eventually decided not to disturb you. It's enough if I treat him to a meal myself."

Hank was on the verge of exploding from anger when he abruptly realized that he had been busy. It was true he had been neglecting her for some time. Hence, the complicated look in his eyes turned gentle instead. "I'm sorry. I've been neglecting you recently. I've also been inconsiderate toward your feelings."

Knowing his personality, she initially thought she would receive a stern reprimand peppered with cold and sarcastic remarks. Therefore, she had prepared herself to receive a thorough scolding. Contrary to her expectations, she raised her head only to see a gentle gaze in his eyes. The unexpected sight abruptly left her at a loss for words.

"I got it. Next time, I'll make sure to notify you in advance." She actively admitted her mistake.

Hank knew Yelena was well-behaved, so he did not lecture her much. Besides, he was not worried about her; the only thing that worried him was Federick. Not only was he unable to determine whether Federick's intentions were good or bad, but Federick's feelings toward Yelena were so noticeable that he could not help being on guard.

"Oh, right! Since you're already here, why don't we eat together?" She enthusiastically pulled Hank into the seat beside her.

The three sat at the same table together, and the atmosphere immediately became awkward.

Watching Hank and Federick glaring at each other over the table, Yelena suddenly felt that treating Federick to a meal had been the wrong choice. She should have directly offered him monetary compensation instead.

"Let's eat! Why are you just staring blankly at the food?"

Hank did not respond immediately. On the contrary, Federick was the first to point out the issue. "The food on the table is almost gone."

Only then did Yelena realize she had practically wolfed down most of the food on the table earlier. Her face instantly flushed bright red at the realization. "Uh… I-I'll order more food for us."

She was about to flag down one of the waiters when Hank caught her hand and stopped her. "I've already eaten earlier. There's no need to order more."

Hearing those words made her freeze in confusion, and she did not know what to do next.

He cleared his throat and continued seriously, "Since you guys have finished, I'll take Yelena home."

Federick neither agreed nor disagreed with those words, which indicated his tacit agreement with the suggestion. Seeing that Federick was reasonable, Hank did not make things more difficult as he simply stood up and dragged Yelena outside with him.

Subsequently, the two climbed into the car. The atmosphere inside was cold and gloomy, prompting Yelena to turn sideways and lower the car window. All of a sudden, the car came to a stop by the roadside.

"What's wrong? Why did you stop?"

Before she understood the situation, Hank's body suddenly pressed down on her. It was accompanied by an overwhelming rain of aggressive kisses. He seemed to be venting his frustrations, and his kisses were so forceful that her head spun in a dizzy manner.

After about ten minutes, he finally lifted his head. Looking down at her aggrieved eyes—full of tears—and her swollen lips, he could not help feeling a little guilty for some reason.