After rebirth she became heartless

Chapter 3

Crystal's temples were slightly damp, and there were patches of fresh moisture on her face.

"Mr. Spencer, I'm here to bring you dinner."

As soon as these words came out, the office became completely quiet.

In the Spencer company CEO, where every inch of land is at a premium, who needs to deliver dinner?

Brandon didn't speak, just looked at her quietly, the moisture on the side of her face getting hotter and hotter. Crystal bit her lip. The wetness on the side of her face became hotter and hotter. Crystal bit her lips and said,

"Husband, I'm here to deliver dinner to you."

Even though Spencer had been mentioned and criticized many times, but in the presence of so many people in front of her, calling Brandon with such an affectionate word "husband" still made Crystal feel very shy.

She knew without looking at him that Brandon must have a satisfied expression now. Brandon is like this... He spares no effort in asking her to express her love in front of others, and now he has even restrained himself a little. In the first few days when they lived together, this man's possessiveness was childish to a terrifying degree.

He had to hear Crystal say she loved him every day, once in the morning and once in the evening, and he would pester her on the phone during the few hours they were apart. It was extremely clingy. He would get angry and lose his temper if she did not obey even a little, and his method of losing his temper was very childish. He would just deliberately skip meals, sleep without a quilt, and do some stupid things.

Crystal didn't know Brandon's identity at that time and thought he was a poor guy. After learning Brandon's true identity, she was completely unable to connect this clingy lover with Brandon.

Just like when you pick up a cat, you think it is a coquettish and clingy cat, but it is actually a lion that eats ten people every day.

Fortunately, Brandon has never eaten anyone in front of her.

Crystal's face quickly turned red, and the aura he had when he spoke completely disappeared. Olivia looked at these two people funny, wondering if they should drive everyone else out.

Brandon still looked at the file motionless, but the corner of his mouth slightly raised a beautiful arc.

"Yes."

He waved to Crystal, as if calling a puppy,

"Come here."

...

Because after receiving Brandon's signal, Olivia will take everyone from the special operations team out.

There were only two of them left in the huge conference room. Mr. Spencer, who was rumored to be as cold as an iceberg, lowered his eyes and waited motionlessly for Crystal to make a move, with a bit of spoiled arrogance on his face.

Crystal opened the thermos bucket, which contained a steaming red rice porridge. She poured it into the bowl carefully and stirred it gently with a spoon. The heat and fragrance spread together, and the sweet taste instantly stimulated people's appetites.

Maybe it was affected by the heat emanating from the porridge, a blush appeared on Crystal's face, making her look a little cute.

Crystal pushed the porcelain bowl in front of him.

"I stewed it for three hours, and the rice was almost cooked. It's good, eat it quickly."

Brandon didn't say anything, picked up the spoon, and took a sip.

Looking at the scene of a person quietly drinking porridge in front of her, Crystal couldn't help feeling warm in her heart. This is her husband.

Crystal thought quietly in her heart.
She was so miserable in the first half of her life. She thought she was destined to die alone in this life. She never expected to be favored by God and receive such a good gift. Brandon, the best man, her lover, and God's gift to make up for her.

She truly loved Brandon. At the banquet where she was given the chance to cleanse herself from the incident on that night, she silently started to like him.

"You're late today."

A cold voice interrupted Crystal's charming memories. She looked at Brandon's expression and couldn't help but choke back her deep affection just now.

The picky Brandon has never been interested in food. Even when faced with the bowl of carefully cooked porridge in front of him, he just took two casual bites.