Chapter 886

Someone muttered under their breath, just loud enough for everyone to hear.

"If he doesn't like her, why did he drag all of us out in the middle of the night to scour the city for her? Was that all fake? He's just too damn proud. Just go up, say 'I'm sorry, I messed up,' buy her some flowers, and apologize. Would it kill him?"

Connor shot them a death glare, and the guy immediately shut up.

Despite his warnings, Connor couldn't resist sneaking glances toward their table. But he strictly kept his eyes on Leonie, completely ignoring Celia.

It had been over half a month since they last saw each other. Leonie had lost weight since the days she used to hang around him, and her eyes had lost their usual spark.

"Leonie, that guy over there keeps looking our way. I think he's staring at you."

Chris spotted Connor and shot him a flat glare in return.

Leonie followed his gaze. Connor noticed, and right before they made eye contact, he quickly snapped his head away.

"Did someone else catch feelings for you, Leonie?"

Celia looked over as well, though she didn't recognize Connor. She had only heard his name from her sister, knowing Leonie was currently heartbroken over him.

Leonie took one look, her eyes welling with a mix of sorrow and resentment. Chris instantly connected the dots and took a slow sip of his drink.

"That wouldn't happen to be Connor Kaufman, would it? He doesn't look like a decent guy."

So this was the "Connor" their sister had grown up with? He looked arrogant and dangerous, like a textbook delinquent.

Thank God their sister didn't like him. They definitely wouldn't want a brother-in-law like that.

Leonie forced herself to look away from Connor.

"It's getting late. We should head back so your family doesn't worry. Do you want to come to my place, or should I drop you off at Hawthorne's?"

Seeing Connor made Leonie lose all

her composure. It had taken so

much effort to finally have a good

nightout, and the second she saw out, an

his face, her mood was entirely ruined.

Chris said, "Let's go to your place. I want to see how it differs from Hawthorne's."

After hearing his sister rave about Mrs. Everhart's cooking, he had experienced Greenvales culinary perfection over the past few days and realized it was miles better than what he ate in Starfall City

Watching Gwyneth and Hawthorne be so aggressively affectionate every day was getting to be too much. He needed a normal environment to just chill and eat in peace.

Celia's eyes lit up with excitement. "Can we?"

Leaving their pregnant sister home

alone felt a little wrong, but their

desire to have fun won out. Besides, Gwyneth had Hawthorne to take care of her. Hanging out for a few days wouldn't hurt.

Leonie had already flagged down a waiter for the check.

When that distinct pair of elegant fingers reappeared in front of her, Leonie couldn't help but look up.

"You?"

Leonie found herself staring at the exact same face from the restaurant.

Dorian Fletcher offered a professional smile and nodded.

"What a coincidence. You guys are hanging out here? First round's on me."

Celia stared at Dorian with burning intensity.

"We ran into you during the day, and now again at night. Do you just work as a server everywhere?"

Dorian replied calmly, "Working my way through college. Things are tight at home, so I pull double shifts."