Rofan Rule #1: Don’t You Dare Break the Original Story - Chapter 39

At Logan’s expression, which looked completely caught off guard, Anne fell silent as well. So why was he suddenly doing things he never did before? Hmph. Snorting softly, Anne continued.

“Whatever. I did receive something very expensive, after all.”

Anne glanced down at her left hand. The pink gem sparkled brightly. She already owned several similar pieces, and she didn’t know how often she would even get the chance to wear it.

Still, she liked it quite a bit.

Logan immediately noticed her satisfied look. As expected, no matter how wealthy she was, there was no way she would dislike a gift. Not missing the opportunity, he cast out the next bait.

“Is there anything else you need?”

Anne lifted her eyes as if he were being ridiculous. She quietly covered her left hand with her right.

“I have plenty of money too.”

“You’ll have even more soon.”

Logan shot back without backing down. It was true. She would soon become the prince’s consort.

But hadn’t he been talking about breaking off the engagement until last night? Anne gave him a displeased look. She was just about to snap back when an employee arrived, pushing a tray.

There were only two people, yet three tiered stands, and three of them at that. Seeing the mountain of desserts, Anne forgot what she was about to say and asked,

“What is all this?”

“Cake.”

Logan answered, trying to sound calm. Honestly, he hadn’t expected such an enormous amount either. He had thought they would be bite-sized and ordered everything, but each piece was quite large.

Anne looked back and forth between the colorful pile of sweets and Logan’s indifferent face.

Is it even humanly possible to eat all this?

Logan said nothing. Anne shook her head. She had clearly said she wouldn’t eat much, so there was no way he had ordered all of this to eat alone.

Anne picked up the tongs and placed some desserts onto the plate in front of Logan. She set a few in front of herself as well.

‘If I eat all this, I won’t need to eat again until tomorrow evening.’

Since he had ordered one of everything, there was also a new item she had wanted to try. Holding her fork, Anne tasted the new cake first.

“Mmm…”

Anne’s eyes lit up. The sweet cream melted in her mouth. It was delicious enough that she would have regretted not trying it. One bite, then another, she kept cutting pieces of cake and putting them into her mouth.

Logan also picked up his fork. With a blank expression, he cut a pastry and ate it. He didn’t seem to enjoy it, but he didn’t look particularly uncomfortable either. Without complaint, he finished each item Anne placed in front of him.

Anne looked at him with surprise. It might be a stereotype, but weren’t male leads usually bad with sweets? The type who down bitter coffee instead.

And in reality, Logan didn’t like overly sweet desserts at all. They were so sweet he felt like he might get a headache. Even so, he endured it and forced the dense pastries down his throat. If he showed dislike, she would probably ask why he had come at all.

The moment he barely finished the small plate, Anne placed another dessert in front of him. Seeing the cupcake, bigger than a fist, Logan frowned without realizing it. Eating quickly wouldn’t be wise. To buy time, he spoke.

“Do you come to places like this often?”

“Nope.”

Anne denied it immediately. Before and now, she had always been a homebody. If anything, she had become even lazier in this life. There was no need to wander around when she had no worries about money and a perfectly good house to stay in.

Logan’s expression immediately turned awkward.

Did I answer too bluntly?

Anne added quickly,

“Well, I do come sometimes with friends. Just not often.”

“Ah, those friends.”

Logan responded knowingly. At parties, he had often seen her with the same three women.

“You know them?”

“I know their faces and names.”

Anne recalled the coming-of-age party again. That day, he had definitely been alone with Marilyn. What had they talked about? She was curious, but somehow felt like she shouldn’t know.

The conversation soon fell silent again. In truth, there had never been many times they had talked this much. No matter how anxious Logan felt, the distance that had built up over so many years couldn’t be closed in a single day.