Chapter 1640: The Atmosphere Is Just Right
Janelle Mills held the bouquet of roses and turned her gaze, deeply looking at him, and joked, "We need to have a down-to-earth, serious relationship, right?"
"Yes." Trevor did not deny it, and he even had an idea, "We should experience everything that ordinary couples go through, except breaking up."
Janelle was amused by him, "So it’s a down-to-earth relationship where we don’t break up."
"Yes."
She suddenly remembered, "I recall there’s a popular list online called ’100 small things every couple must do together!’"
"Let’s buy it, plan according to the time, and once we’ve completed it, we get married. What do you think? Miss Mills, are you interested in cooperating?"
Trevor wasn’t joking, holding the steering wheel with one hand and holding her hand with the other.
The car soon stopped outside the cinema.
Of course, she was willing, she loved him so much, right?
Trevor and she got out of the car. Janelle didn’t ask what movie they were seeing tonight because for her, spending two hours with him was a kind of happiness.
They took the elevator upstairs, Trevor collected the tickets, bought her a cola and popcorn, and also bought two skewers of candied fruit.
The hall was filled with couples everywhere.
They almost arrived at the last minute, just in time to check tickets and enter the No. 3 laser hall.
Tonight’s New Year’s Eve show was attended entirely by young couples, holding hands, whispering sweet nothings, with happiness in the air.
Trevor and Janelle Mills were also one of those couples... their high looks attracted many glances.
Meanwhile, in Old Mills’ small villa.
He told Carlotta Sterling to sit still while he cleaned up the dishes on the table and then made a pot of tea for the living room.
Carlotta sat on the sofa the whole time, even her breathing was cautious, and she often absentmindedly drifted off but tried hard to focus.
"Alright, alright, I’ve put everything in the dishwasher." Nathan Mills sat on the sofa, leaned forward to pour two cups of tea, his expression gentle, having rehearsed the upcoming scene in his mind countless times.
He handed a cup over to her.
"Thank you." Carlotta felt a bit reserved, holding the teacup with both hands, feeling the atmosphere tonight was rather unusual.
There was a sense of young people on a matchmaking date.
The daughter and son-in-law were clearly sent away, so Old Mills... he wouldn’t be about to confess to her, would he?
The timing was great, the atmosphere was perfect too.
As a woman who still held feelings for him, Carlotta’s inner anticipation and nervousness were uncontrollable.
If love could be controlled, what use would the heart have?
Nathan Mills looked at the watch on his wrist and then glanced out the floor-to-ceiling window, not in a hurry to say anything.
And Carlotta also didn’t know what this meant.
The silence in the living room made her slightly uneasy.
Until three minutes later, someone walked through the snow in the yard, and the doorbell rang.
Just as Carlotta was puzzled, Old Mills quickly got up to open the door, a bit impatient.
"Is it Mr. Mills?"
"Yes, thank you, thank you."
The woman sitting on the sofa only heard a brief conversation and then saw Nathan Mills close the door, walking towards her with a large bouquet of roses.
"Carlotta, these flowers are for you, wishing you a Happy New Year in advance." Nathan Mills stood in front of her, bent down, and handed her the bouquet.
The strong scent of roses hit her nose, Carlotta blankly extended her hand, and as she accepted the roses, she looked up to see Old Mills’ face marked with smiling wrinkles.
Her heart was slightly moved and somewhat sour, a feeling of seeming to have traveled across time arose in her heart.
Carlotta and he really had missed many years...