The Beauty and the Brain

Chapter 93

When Dennis came out wearing his bathrobe, Marie was already gone from the room. He thought of

the girl’s blushing face just now and smiled with the corner of his mouth.

The door was pushed open again, and Marle entered carrying food. She kept her head down as she

placed it on the table, and then with a loud sound, she closed the door and ran off.

Dennis was rendered speechless.

There was a bowl of oatmeal on the tray, along with a few small dishes. It must have been Gavin who

instructed that his diet needed to be light, which led to the hotel preparing these dishes.

He reached out for the spoon, sat on the bed eating, and it was really inconvenient with just one hand.

The door was suddenly slammed open with a loud sound.

Marie walked in with big strides, sat by his bedside, picked up the oatmeal and stirred it. Then, she

carefully blew on it to cool it down before bringing it to his mouth.

Dennis laughed. “Are you going to feed me?”

Marie glared at him. “Eat or not!”

Dennis nodded. “Eat.”

Marie spoon-fed him, and Dennis obediently sat on the bed waiting. His smiling eyes never stopped

watching Marie as she carefully picked up the food and served the oatmeal.

“Dennis,” Marie called him.

“Hmm?”

“I won’t ask you why you got shot, and you don’t ask me either, okay?” Marie said, looking down as she

picked up food with a fork. She had come to make peace.

Dennis stared at her, the girl hung her head low, stirring her bowl with a spoon over and over again,

feeling tangled and uncomfortable.

“Do you like Seth?” Dennis suddenly asked.

Marie paused while stirring the oatmeal and said, “I don’t like him.”

“Marie, don’t lie to me,” Dennis said, staring at her hand stirring the oatmeal.

“I didn’t lie to you…” Marie lifted her head, looking straight into Dennis’ eyes, “I don’t like him.”

How could she have liked him? Seth had woven the most beautiful future for her, yet he personally

pushed her into the depths of despair.

Now all her uneasiness came from the betrayal and abandonment of the person she trusted the

notions.

most. That’s why she stayed cautiously by Dennis’ side, not daring to have feelings or emotions.

Marie’s eyes were as clear as the deep blue sky, and when she said she wouldn’t lie, she definitely

wouldn’t lie.

For Dennis, it didn’t matter who Marie really was, who she worked for, whether she was a spy, or if she

posed a threat to him. All he wanted to know was who she truly cared about in her heart.

“Marie,” Dennis called her.

“Hmm?”

“I can accept that you don’t like me,” Dennis said calmly, as if he had anticipated all along that making

a place in her heart would be a long and arduous task.

Marie’s eyes darted away, remaining silent. She didn’t know if he was in her heart or not. Or perhaps,

she didn’t dare to admit that he truly was.

“But if I found out that you had someone else in your heart while being with me, I would make their

death very ugly.”

Dennis’ tone remained calm, as if talking about the nice weather that day, effortlessly deciding a

person’s life and death.

He was telling Marie not to lie, not to deceive him, and not to let anyone else live in her heart.

Marie hung her head and mumbled, “Mhm.” She continued to stir the bowl of oatmeal. As she brought

the spoon to Dennis’ mouth, he asked, “When do you plan to be honest with me?”

Marie shook her head, “I don’t know.”

“One

year, Marie, one year later, I want to know the truth,” Dennis said.

His tone was very firm, carrying an attitude that left no room for doubt or rebuttal, as he directly

presented the decision to her.

“Alright, one year it is. During this year, don’t ask any questions,” Marie said, holding out the spoon,

waiting for his agreement.

Dennis nodded, opened his mouth, and ate a spoonful of oatmeal.

Marie stirred for a long time before she started to feed him spoon by spoon. Dennis wasn’t in a hurry,

waiting for her to feed him and occasionally saying, “Eat the vegetables.”

Marie went to pick up a bite of food to feed him, as if the tense atmosphere before had never occurred,

and they had never had an argument.

After finishing the meal, Marie cleaned up the dishes and asked, “When are we going back to New

York?”

“In a few days, once I remove the bandage,” Dennis said.

He went back with his injuries, which would definitely cause a huge uproar. Not to mention, the Whitney

family would take advantage of his injuries to cause trouble for him.

Marie sat idly to one side, and Dennis knew she was bored. Ever since they arrived in France, she had

been taking care of him in the hotel, even eating their meals in the room.

“Do you want to go out for a stroll?” Dennis asked.

“Is it possible?” Marie’s eyes lit up as she pointed to his shoulder and asked, “Can you go out and walk

around with your injury?”

Dennis nodded, “Can. I just need to be careful.”

Marie jumped up excitedly. “I’m going to change my clothes!”

She ran back to her room and changed into a simple T-shirt and shorts, put on her sneakers, and went

to Dennis’ room. Dennis was taking off his robe and clumsily putting on his clothes.

Marie, feeling helpless, walked over and picked up the shirt to help him put it on. With her head

lowered and her face blushing, she buttoned it up for him.

Dennis lifted his hand and pinched her chin, speaking with a smile, “Feeling shy?”

Marie slapped his hand away, “Jerk!”

Dennis hummed twice, his tone somewhat frivolous, “You’ll see it sooner or later anyway, so why

be shy?”

Marie was rendered speechless.

After putting on his clothes, the two people left the hotel. Marie asked, “Shouldn’t we let Cullen

drive?”

Dennis shook his head and took hold of one of Marie’s hands. “Since I’m accompanying you for a

stroll, why would he need to drive?”

Marie was very happy and followed Dennis as they walked forward.

They lived in the bustling city center, and right outside the hotel was a commercial plaza. She excitedly

pulled Dennis into the mall, looking around at everything, and found joy in whatever she

saw.

Dennis followed her into the mall and said, “Buy whatever you like, it’s rare that I take you

Marie sweetly smiled with a tilt of her head, “Will you pay the bill?”

Dennis nodded. “I’ll pay the bill.”

out.”

Marie picked out a few clothes, chose a necklace for Sasha, and selected a top for both Zane and NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

Darwin.

Dennis looked at the two men’s T-shirts he was holding, his face unpleasant, “Who are you buying

these for?”

Marie walked forward carrying some items and said, “Zane and Darwin, as a boss, I have to give my

employees some benefits, right? Unlike you, who can afford to give away cars and houses.”

Dennis had a dark expression on his face, not saying a word. This woman had never bought me

clothes!

Marie walked up to a store, where the mannequin in the window was wearing a black shirt with a subtle

pattern and exquisite cufflinks. Marie went inside and asked the saleswoman to get one for

her. She held it up against Dennis to see how it would look, and then took it to the cashier to pay.

Dennis saw that she had bought another men’s shirt and, with a frown, was about to take out his wallet

to pay when Marie handed over her credit card, saying, “Use mine instead.”

Marie swiped the card and stuffed the bag into Dennis’ arms, saying, “This is for you.”

Dennis was taken aback as he watched the girl’s proud and aloof figure, feeling as if his heart was

wrapped in honey.

He quickly took two steps and caught up with Marie. “Why did you buy me clothes?”

Marie glanced at him and said, “Forget it, give it back to me!”

Dennis hid the clothes behind his back. “Who said I don’t want it?”

Marie pouted and said, “I’m hungry, let’s go eat.”

Dennis nodded and followed her to the restaurant to eat.

Marie chose a western style restaurant and specifically ordered a few light dishes for Dennis.

After finishing their meal, it started to rain outside. Marie called Cullen and asked him to come pick

them up.

She helped Dennis walk to the door, suddenly realized she didn’t bring her phone, and went back to

get it.

While Dennis was waiting at the door for Cullen, a man with a mixed-race face, handsome and tall,

walked towards him. The woman accompanying him was gentle and graceful, with an elegant figure.

Mr. Whitney, what a coincidence,” Seth greeted with a smile, charming and polite.

“Mr. Rodgers, it’s quite a coincidence,” Dennis said.

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“Mr. Whitney, nice to meet you,” Wren greeted with a smile, holding onto Seth’s arm.

Dennis gave a slight nod to indicate his response.

“Did Mr. Whitney also eat here?” Seth asked.

“I’ve done eating. I’m about to leave,” Dennis said.

“Was it with Ms. Spence? Speaking of which, I haven’t seen what Ms. Spence looks like yet. She was

wearing a mask the entire time at the ball and left in a hurry,” Wren asked with a smile.

“How come Mr. Whitney was alone at the door, where was Ms. Spence?” Seth also looked at Dennis.

“She went back to get her phone.” Dennis didn’t say much, subconsciously, he didn’t want Marie and

Seth to meet, even though Marie had assured him that she didn’t like Seth. However, he just couldn’t

forget that night when she was drunk, crying out Seth’s name.

It was clear that Dennis wasn’t in the mood for chatting. Seth exchanged a few pleasantries and said,

“Well, we’ll go in first, and we’ll have a chance to chat later.”

Dennis nodded, and Seth led Wren into the restaurant. Marie grabbed her phone and walked outside,

spotting Seth and Wren from a distance. Feeling anxious, she lowered her head and sat

down in a corner seat.

Seth and Wren sat down at a nearby table and called the waiter to order. Marie, with her head down,

stood up and hurriedly walked out. She accidentally bumped into someone and left without having time

to apologize.

Seth was disturbed by the noise and turned his head to look. The hurried figure rushing out was so

familiar that he blurted out, “Rose!”