Predestined Marriage Chapter 1577 Her Words Delighted Him

Christopher stood up. He was about to ask Molly to get out of the car when he found that her body was
stiff and tightly pressed against the back of the chair. She was serious and nervous as if her life was in
danger.

"Why do you look so bad?" Christopher looked at her with one hand holding the door.

"Perhaps it's because I'm old and have stayed up late recently, I always feel palpitations. My heartbeats
are too fast. Maybe something's wrong with my heart..."

At first, Molly just made an excuse for herself, but then she began to believe that it was like this.

She must have stayed up late too often and had palpitations. That was why her heart was beating so
fast.

Christopher repeated, "You are old?"

Molly realized she was hurting him by saying she was old in front of Christopher.

After all, Christopher was already thirty years old.

"Mr. Christopher, you're different. You're in good health and good shape. You exercise regularly, do
you?" Molly hurriedly said something nice to please him so that he wouldn't feel offended.

"Oh? You know me well." Christopher looked at her with a faint smile, "You even know if I'm in good
shape or not."

Molly blushed and said, "I ... I just can tell."

To make her words more convincing, Molly even pointed at him.



Actually, she knew his good shape, not by his appearance, but by her feelings. When she fell on
Christopher at the studio, she felt the shape of him.

Christopher was smart and outstanding. He not only made a great success in his business but also
managed to keep fit, which made Molly admire him a lot.

She couldn't do anything as Christopher did.

Every day she finished her work, she went home and fell asleep directly. Sometimes, she even forgot
to take a bath.

Christopher wasn't the kind of person who cared about appearances, but Molly's words delighted him.

Her eyes told him that her compliment was sincere rather than flattering.

"Alright, come down." Although he was happy, Christopher didn't show it obviously.

They entered the fast-food restaurant.

This was the first time Molly had come to such a place to eat. She usually ordered takeout because she
was too busy. Now she lived not that well, she would also order takeout from ordinary restaurants. But
she never came to a physical restaurant for meals.

After she entered, she was still studying how to order.

"Take a seat and wait for me," Christopher said and went to get in line.

Molly looked around. As expected, there were only a few seats in this crowded restaurant. She
hurriedly found a small table and sat down.



The table was really small. It was only enough for two people sitting face to face and two plates put on
it.

After sitting down, Molly looked towards Christopher.

Christopher was tall and had long legs. His body was in good proportion, and his temperament was
special. Molly could find him at a glance even he was standing in line with so many people.

He was too eye-catching.

Jessica had said before that Christopher was a profiteer.

But looking at Christopher, Molly did not feel he was a shrewd businessman full of tricks. Instead, she
thought that he was confident and elegant like a noble young master.

After a while, Christopher bought two meals and Molly stood up to take one.

After she put it down, she did not immediately eat it. Instead, she looked at Christopher's white shirt
and said, "Your shirt..."

When Christopher brought the food over just now, he was accidentally knocked by a passer-by. The
vegetable juice on the plate splashed onto his clothes.

The pure white shirt had an obvious stain.

The table was really small. It was only enough for two people sitting face to face and two plates put on
it.

After sitting down, Molly looked towards Christopher.

Christopher was tall and had long legs. His body was in good proportion, and his temperament was
special. Molly could find him at a glance even he was standing in line with so many people.

He was too eye-catching.
Jessica had said before that Christopher was a profiteer.

But looking at Christopher, Molly did not feel he was a shrewd businessman full of tricks. Instead, she
thought that he was confident and elegant like a noble young master.

After a while, Christopher bought two meals and Molly stood up to take one.

After she put it down, she did not immediately eat it. Instead, she looked at Christopher's white shirt
and said, "Your shirt..."

When Christopher brought the food over just now, he was accidentally knocked by a passer-by. The
vegetable juice on the plate splashed onto his clothes.

The pure white shirt had an obvious stain.



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