A Touch of Sweetness (Finnick Norton and Vivian William)

Chapter 3326

Chapter 3326 That Nagging Question

Watching him leave in the cab gave Megan the same pleasure as soaking up the breeze in spring. It

occurred to her that Herman did not enjoy his time in Lostaria.

She reckoned that his missing clothing and glasses must have been pawned off. Upon his return to the

country, he had been watched closely. Who knew whether the other party was here to negotiate, or to

teach Herman a lesson.

These were not priorities for her bandwidth, because she had already thrown this hot mess entirely into

Mia’s hands. She would be keen to see what sort of drama those two would be able to put together.

Before dawn broke the next morning, Megan was jolted to wakefulness by a nightmare she had. Ever

since she ran into Herman, she had been in relative unease, as though something had been lodged

inside of her.

She brought a hand to her forehead and wiped at the cold sweat on it. The recollection of a murderous-

looking Jake making an appearance in her slumber demanding her death made her rigid body tremble

involuntarily.

There was no staving off that nagging question in her head. This time, she had to put him to the test

when he returned.

To this end, Megan called Jake up and found out that he would be back in the afternoon.

She had not anticipated that he would arrive so soon. Megan hung up and began to hesitate as

procrastinating further was nonconstructive. Megan exhaled and eventually decided that she should act

accordingly when afternoon came.

Time went by and afternoon arrived quickly. In order to buy time for her own purposes, Megan also had

Josephine prepare a meal so that they may chat over it.

Megan had her elbows propped up at the edge while she sat at the dining table. She appeared

contemplative. The display on her phone to the side kept track of every minute that ticked away.

As unsettled as she was, she shunned the impulse to entertain those random projections about all the

possible outcomes.

Click.

Just then, the shut door sprung open. Megan looked back in time to see Jake walk in with luggage in

hand.

She got to her feet immediately and promptly made her way to the door.

“You’re back.” A simple greeting, but it was obvious to Jake that Megan had a lot on her mind. The

fragrance of the food had already reached his nostrils.

He coolly passed the bag in his hand along to Megan and slid his arm around her waist in the same

fluid motion to bring her closer.

“You’ve been cooking. Aren’t you busy today?”

Megan walked him over to be seated at the dining table. Her mouth agape, too embarrassed to admit

that the meal was prepared by the part-time helper.

She placed the bag on a dining chair to the side. The warmth from Jake’s palm which still lingered on

her hips only compounded her anxiety.

“Yeah. I had a little time on my hands as I’m off today.” Megan was disengaged and looked uptight. The

spread on the table had Jake guessing as much what Megan was not saying.

He took a sip of water and leaned back with arms akimbo before he took a long hard look at her. “Feel

free to speak. We should find the food more enjoyable after that.”

Jake’s candor only made Megan more nervous. On careful consideration, she thought that there was

no need to be so tentative, as whatever she had to say was not some tear-inducing accusation.

Megan took a deep drawl. She threw all caution to the wind as she lifted her eyes to meet Jake’s.

“Actually, I wanted to ask if you are acquainted with Herman Clear.”

In her past life, it was Mr. Wilson who ordered her death at the hands of Herman and Mia. If Jake and

Herman were acquainted, there was a minimum of ninety-percent chance that he could be that same

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Should that be the case, she wondered how she should react.

Megan’s fingers unconsciously tightened around themselves. She held her breath as she regarded the

silent man. The light overhead cast a shadow under his overhanging fringe. From his expression, he

had no misgivings.

Her question prompted him to raise his amber eyes to her, and purse his thin and unbending lips.