Chapter 21
Chapter 21
The Guzman family took the dinner seriously, and even Barbara was present,
Moira and Aiken arrived just in time, only to find Alfie was not here yet. Alken’s face instantly darkened. “What is this supposed to
mean?”
They sounded so sincere on the phone, but Alfie was late. Jeffrey felt embarrassed and was about to apologize when the door
was pushed open, Alle
was here.
Alfie glanced at Moira, realizing the tense atmosphere, and took the initiative to explain. I’m sorry, Aiken, I got stuck in a traffic
jam on the way here.”
He stayed a little late on the harbor, and when he arrived, he ran into Claire. He talked to her in case she rushed in and upset
Moira. That was why he was labe.
Aiken helped Moira sit down. Moira only gave Alfio a cold glance.
Alken grunted coldly, ignoring Alfie.
Alfie pursed his lips and sat down.
Jeffrey was relieved and said, “We haven’t had a meal together for a long time. The last time we
He halted abruptly because the last time they had dinner together was to discuss the wedding. That would be an awkward topic.
Lara hurriedly cut in. “That’s right. We haven’t seen you for a while, Moira, You look skinny, honey. Try to cat.”
Moira smiled politely. “Thank you for your concern, Mrs. Guzman.”
She called her Mrs. Guzman and drew a clear line between their families
Alfie’s hand tightened as he looked almost pleadingly at Moira. “Moira...”
Aiken interrupted the so-called catching up. “Let’s eat first.” Or they might not have the mood to eat.
Barbara was elbowed by Lara and reluctantly said, “Hey Moira, feeling hungry? My friend baked some cookies. They’re not bad.
You want some?”
Lara wanted Barbara to fawn on Moira, but unfortunately, Moira never liked Barbara, Barbara was mean and b**y, Moira only
tolerated her for Alfie. Now that they had broken up, Moira had no reason to bear with her.
So, she answered indifferently, “I’m not hungry.”
Barbara pursed her lips and said, “Oh, okay.”
The atmosphere was a bit depressing. Alfie put the keys to the yacht before Moira and said, “Moira, this is your third-anniversary
gift. I bought you a yacht, and it’s parked over at New Harbor. You can go to sea whenever you want.”
Barbara was a little envious. “Wow, that’s so nice of you, Alfie. Why don’t you buy me a yacht? I like the sea. too.”
Lara said, “Doh, isn’t it sweet?”
Moira swept a glance at Lara and Barbara, then at Alfie’s hand, looked at the key, and let out a light laugh. “I’m afraid this is too
much. I can’t take this since we are already done. Well, Ms. Guzman likes it. It won’t be a waste for you, Mr. Guzman.”
She had made it very clear. The Guzmans were all dumbfounded.
Just then, the waiter came in, pushing a food cart, and started serving the lood,