Overprotected By My Tsundere CEO-Chapter 390 - 238: After Returning to Fenton City, Want to Come to My Place? [Part 2]

Chapter 390: Chapter 238: After Returning to Fenton City, Want to Come to My Place? [Part 2]
"Your wild men are turning against each other?"
Nora Scott couldn’t help but laugh, "Comrade Pedro Langley, your schadenfreude is a bit obvious, huh?"
Is it?
Pedro Langley stretched out two fingers and pulled back his upturned lips, trying to straighten them, and then asked with feigned seriousness, "Is this better?"
"Ha..."
Nora Scott couldn’t hold back, bursting into laughter, thoroughly amused.
After laughing enough, she paused a bit, "Will you give up a seat?"
"Sure."
So, Nora Scott proactively reached out to Pedro Langley, and he bent down, wrapping his arms around her waist and lifting her up.
Pedro Langley occupied her rattan chair, letting her sit sideways on his lap.
Nora Scott leaned against him, her long legs swaying, "Did you chase away Katherine?"
"Just gave a look and she left," Pedro Langley said leisurely.
"Show-off."
Nora Scott reached out to tug at his lips, forcibly turning the corners upwards.
"Your little childhood sweetheart is interesting." Nora Scott raised an eyebrow, lavishly praising, "I just looked her up, she’s directed and acted, edits, sings, acts, takes photos, skilled in everything?"
Looks like a gentle, pretty girl, but actually quite resilient, living a carefree and colorful life.
Nora Scott lives grounded yet ungrounded.
She seldom knows such refreshing city girls.
"Mm."
Pedro Langley didn’t deny Nora Scott’s praise.
But he restrained himself for only a second before quickly teasing again, "The things she’s skilled at are exactly the ones you’re clueless about."
"..."
Nora Scott slapped his face with her hand.
As her feet touched the ground, Nora Scott tried to get up and leave, only to feel a hand around her waist, pulling her back, falling into his lap again.
"Where are you going without shoes?"
Pedro Langley pinched her waist, then gentled his touch, rubbing softly.
Nora Scott was tickled by him, her mood lifted, she swung her legs, asking him, "Did your pestering woman leave?"
"She left."
"Were you avoiding her today?"
"Mm."
Squinting her eyes slightly, Nora Scott was somewhat displeased, "...Why are you afraid of her?"
"Not afraid of her," Pedro Langley explained calmly, holding her slender wrist, gently rubbing it in his hand, "Afraid of you."
"Hm?"
"Secret romance, can’t be public," Pedro Langley patiently picked up the morning’s topic, emphasizing each word as he spoke to her heart, "It’s not good for you."
He didn’t mind repeating these words to Nora Scott again and again.
With Nora Scott’s nature, hearing these once or twice wouldn’t matter, and if it goes on too long, she might even find it annoying.
By nature, she doesn’t care about the opinions of others, moves as she wishes, the world is vast and free for her to soar. But if she wants peace, she should pay attention to these things.
He wouldn’t let her worry, so he didn’t tell her the specifics.
Just—
It’s hard to hide from her intelligence, following clues, she can always guess the general idea.
Her head lowered slightly, a lock of hair slid past her shoulder, falling in front, shading her profile, leaving a graceful and curved silhouette, as Nora Scott’s eyelids drooped, her long lashes trembled, and then lifted again.
"Whatever you say."
Swiftly turning her head, Nora Scott responded, her dark, bright eyes were breathtaking.
Pedro Langley was stunned, his heartbeat skipping half a beat, amazed by her.
As she said, a stunning beauty, a national treasure, no matter how long one stays with her, they would still be amazed by her face.
Every expression, every movement, is captivating, tugging at the heartstrings.
In those few seconds of Pedro Langley’s stunned silence, Nora Scott suddenly thought of something, "What dowry did Easton give you?"
Pedro Langley, whose thoughts had wandered, paused and then chuckled softly, "You want to marry me already? Book the tickets tonight, we can return to Fenton City tomorrow."
Nora Scott stared at him curiously, "I discovered your ability to climb up the pole is pretty quick."
"Mm." Pedro Langley responded with a straight face, then asked, "After returning to Fenton City, want to visit my family?"
Nora Scott squinted, "How many days has it been?"
"Six years."
Previously, they felt that the relationship was still new, emotionally unstable, so they delayed introducing each other to their families, and their social circles hadn’t even merged.
Now...
There’s no procrastination needed for anything.
"It’s been six years already, what does a moment matter," Nora Scott said perfunctorily.
Meet the parents?
With what attitude?
Certainly not like with Ernesto Scott.
Not like with an employer either.
Regarding other people...
Forget it, there’s no point of comparison, they’re not from the same circle.
Thinking about it carefully, Nora Scott has little experience "normally interacting" with the older generation, "meeting the parents" is nothing short of a challenge for her.
If she can postpone it, she will.
"Mm."
Despite wanting to get everything done in one go, Pedro Langley held back and didn’t force her.
*
The next day.
All the work that needed to be done was done, all the places that needed exploring were explored, and all the food that needed tasting was tasted.
The group headed back home.
Nora Scott and Pedro Langley drove back to Anchel, while Katherine Collins’ documentary crew was heading directly to the next shooting location. Upon arriving in Anchel, they would take a flight to the Western Region, so they bid farewell at the hotel entrance.
Two-hour drive on the highway.
Nora Scott woke up from a nap as they entered the city of Anchel.
Pedro Langley had just exited the highway.
With a pillow clutched to her, Nora was still not completely awake. Half-squinting, she gazed out at the quickly retreating streets, lazily asking, "Did you finish everything you had to do in Anchel?"
"Yeah."
Closing her eyes, Nora pondered for a moment, then suddenly perked up, "I scheduled a meeting for a couple of days later."
Pedro cast an enigmatic glance her way.
"Who is it this time?"
The tone was tinged with jealousy.
Why did she have so much to do?
Nora buried her face in the pillow with a rub or two, finally waking up, "An editor, discussing work."
Seeing her fully awake, Pedro lowered the car window, letting a gentle breeze blow in.
He asked near speechlessly, "Is this always your way of waking up?"
Nora tossed the pillow to the backseat, leaning against the open car window, letting the breeze tease her disheveled hair.
"Not always."
Her voice was husky and lazy, carried by the wind.
In front of others, she had to maintain an image.
But with Pedro... oh well.
Life is just about getting by.
Just as they were speaking, her phone vibrated with an incoming call.
Nora pulled out her phone, frowned slightly when she saw it was Benjamin Durant, picked it up, and brought it to her ear.
"What’s up?"
"Aunt, Henry Chapman really took a liking to Humphrey," Benjamin Durant sounded dejected.
"Huh?"
Nora asked puzzled, "Wasn’t it a warning?"
"We managed to get through the barbecue by having Humphrey overcook on purpose. Who would’ve thought he came to the shop to eat today and suspected Humphrey of slacking off last night’s barbecue."
"..."
Well, that was reasonable.
"Just a minute ago, he put down his chopsticks and directly asked Humphrey if he wanted to work with him."
"..."
"Work with him?! A rookie who’s never even opened a store! Even if he gave Humphrey such a max-level golden cheat, would he know what to do with it?" Benjamin Durant grumbled, "By the way, Aunt, are you in Anchel now? When are you coming over?"
"...Not coming anymore."
Nora hung up the phone.
Then, she said to Pedro, "We’re not going to the Tofu Shop, heading straight back to the community."
The lunch will be delivered to the community directly from Virtue Retreat.
Sensing her frustration, Pedro asked suspiciously, "What happened?"
Nora sighed, "My top chef is likely leaving."
Pedro paused, thinking of that cold-faced chef filled with hostility, squinted slightly, and then sincerely expressed his congratulations, "Congratulations."
"..."
Nora shot him a glare.
"Did he resign?"
Receiving a warning, Pedro reined it in slightly, inquiring normally.
Rubbing her temple, Nora explained the situation to Pedro briefly.
To outsiders, "Henry Chapman’s attempt to take Humphrey Jennings" seemed almost impossible.
But then, Henry Chapman was stubborn.
And, Nora valued her promises.
What originally seemed hopeless, because the protagonists were the two of them, suddenly leapt from minus ten percent hope to ninety percent.
As soon as Henry Chapman asked Nora, she had to persuade Humphrey Jennings to work with Henry, and Humphrey...
Of course, there’s a way to persuade Humphrey Jennings.
"Once Old Jennings leaves, Benjamin Durant will surely follow, buy one get one free, and the Tofu Shop closing down is just around the corner." The more Nora thought about it, the more it gave her a headache, "Old Jennings is fine, but if Benjamin Durant goes to Fenton City..."
"Going to Fenton City?"
Originally just overhearing, Pedro Langley became alert upon hearing "Fenton City."
Isn’t that placing a rival directly under his nose?
Nora let out a "hmm," saying, "Henry’s store is opening in Fenton City."
The location had already been chosen.
Henry asked her about staffing and recipes just the day before yesterday, meaning opening the store was already on the agenda.
"Have you promised him a timeline?"
Realizing the approaching crisis, Pedro, cunning as a fox, immediately pinpointed the loophole in their agreement.
Pausing for a moment, Nora realized, "No, I haven’t."
"Mmm."
Pedro cast a sidelong glance at her.
"Haven’t you done this kind of thing before?" Nora’s brows lifted with a teasing smile as she asked.
"..."
Pedro didn’t answer.