Chapter 297 (2): Francan Jokes Never Get Old
“How can things be romantic when you have Senior and Veronica, silly?” Vera complained quietly. Every time she talked about this, she couldn’t help but want to emphasize that she had come first. She rested her head on Wayne’s shoulder and whispered, “After Father and Mother returned, I moved out of the gym. You haven’t visited my new place yet.”
“They are both home. Isn’t that inappropriate?”
“They’re dating. They have been going on dates lately. Which—ew, they have been married for so many years.”
Hearing Vera’s complaints, Wayne came to understand her frustration. The progress bar had been filled, and it was selfish of him not to enter the next stage with the excuse of having a proper relationship. He had simply been ignoring Vera to maintain the appearance of being a man who valued genuine feelings.
He was a scumbag. Of course he didn’t value genuine feelings. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have planned to juggle several relationships in the beginning. The same could be said about Mona.
Wayne shook his head and focused on Vera. “Come on, let’s have our candlelight dinner. It’s the most luxurious Francan cuisine in the city. Then I’ll take you home.”
“...”
“What’s wrong?”
“Aren’t we-aren’t we progressing too fast?” Vera became hesitant and worried.
“Ha, I’ll decide on that today.”
***
Cushing’s family lived near the gym, so their home was also near Wayne’s residence. The two places were so close that on this nice day, Wayne could jump up and see Kristen watering flowers in his garden.