Gluey Love Between Us

"Oh my, Young Master Henrick, I've been waiting for you to speak. I've been waiting for a whole year." Josue carried his breakfast and sat on the sofa beside him.

Henrick liked to eat oatmeal for breakfast, and he liked all kinds of oatmeal.

However, since he came back, he had been eating at home. He didn't know what was going on that day. It seemed that he had been in the company for a long time, and he was also implicated by the previous day's business trip.

His manager was still his godmother, Abigail.

"Young Master Henrick, I bought some delicious oatmeal. It's warm, fragrant, and delicious." He didn't say the word 'sweet' because he didn't put sugar in it.

"I'm not eating!" Henrick closed his eyes, his mind was filled with Alice's earlier expression.

"Henrick, seven years ago, I warned myself that I wouldn't show up in front of you, pester you, and I wouldn't like you anymore. However, this job was an accident. I will go back after I complete my work, and I will never come here again. You don't have to guard against me like this. I am not so cheap as to give myself to you to be trampled."

Those words had always been running in his mind.

There had never been a woman who could affect his emotions except for Alma.

He had loved her dearly since he was a child.

Yes, who else was more important than Alma.

She was the person he liked.

Henrick suppressed all the discomfort in his heart. When he opened his eyes, he saw Alma walking in with breakfast.

Josue saw that Henrick didn't eat the breakfast he bought. It turned out that he was waiting for the woman he liked to send over his breakfast. He was jealous!

It was time for him to change places.

"Miss Parma, you're here. You guys eat. I'm going out to eat." Josue was very sharp-eyed. He smiled and walked out with his breakfast.

"Henrick, I've made breakfast. Come and eat with me." Alma was wearing a white dress that day. She was simple and generous, and her smile was bright.

As he watched her, the smile on his face gradually grew wider.

"Yes!" He walked over and sat opposite her.

"Henrick, I cooked this oatmeal. I know you've always liked it. Have a taste." She handed him a disposable spoon.

"Thank you, Alma! Thank you for your hard work. You don't have to work so hard in the future." He took the spoon and ate up gracefully.

The oatmeal was sweetened with sugar. After he took a bite, he didn't feel the sweetness in his heart. Instead, he glanced at Alma. He never put sugar in his oatmeal.

After a few bites, he put down the spoon.

She looked at him nervously.

"What's wrong, Henrick? Isn't it delicious?" She also ate it herself. It was sweet and delicious.

He shook his head. "It's delicious, but I don't have much appetite. You go ahead and eat."

Henrick could not help but re-examine the girl in front of him.

He knew what she liked, but she seemed not to care much about him.

Knock, Knock, Knock....

"Come in." Henrick looked at the door, and his expression was not very good.

Abigail pushed the door open and walked in. Henrick stood up with a smile. "Mom, why are you here?"

Abigail looked at her son happily and reached out to stroke his head. "I came to see you. Your mother saw that you came out without having breakfast, and she was worried that you would starve." When Abigail finished speaking, she realized that there was someone else in his office. When she saw that it was Alma, her expression changed.

"Madam Joye, good morning!" Alma greeted her obediently, ignoring the indifference in her eyes.

Abigail smiled faintly. "Hello!"

Looking at the two sets of food on the table, she instantly understood.

"Ricky, you have breakfast first. Go out for lunch with me." Abigail was almost 50 years old, and her appearance did not change much. She was still charming and elegant.

"Okay." Henrick nodded obediently.

"Be good!" Abigail smiled and turned to leave.

When she reached the door, she suddenly thought of something.

"By the way, Ricky, your mother asked me to tell you that Alice will always be in the company during this period of time. She is now the main screenwriter of this film. Do you still remember her? She was your childhood fan. Your mother likes her very much."

"She asked you to bring Alice home for dinner tonight. Your mother went out to buy food early in the morning and said that she would cook for Alice. Gia and Martin will also go back to Dragon Villa. I have something to do, so you must bring Alice there safely."

Henrick was speechless.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but Abigail had already left.

Alma's face was as pale as snow when she heard that. The Alice whom Abigail had just mentioned was actually someone he had known since he was young. Furthermore, Mrs. Alwynn liked her very much. Henrick stood where she was, feeling a little dejected. How could he do this? She wasn't even willing to see him.

"Henrick, it turns out that you know Alice. Why didn't you introduce her to me when you saw her yesterday?" Alma blamed him a little, but in his ears, she was acting like a spoiled child.

He looked back at her and said, "I didn't know her before. I saw her when I was a child. I didn't remember her when I grew up."

"Oh, is that so?" She looked at the man quietly. Her eyebrows were slightly lowered and her expression was cold. Compared to when he was 18 years old, he was much more mature. Thinking of his eyes the day before, it was no wonder that he had been looking in Alice's direction then. The look in his eyes seemed as if she was someone he didn't know.

"Yes!" He nodded.

He turned around and walked in. He had only taken a few steps when the phone on his desk rang.

He grabbed it and saw that it was his mother. The dejected look on his face disappeared. "Mom." He was very happy to hear from her.

Eden asked, "Ricky, what do you want to eat for dinner? I'm buying food in the supermarket now."

Henrick replied, "Mom, you don't have to do it yourself. It's too difficult!"

She smiled and said, "Oh! My son has finally grown up. He knows how hard I work as a mother. When I cook for you, I'm not tired. I'm afraid that Abigail forgot to tell you. Do you still remember your Uncle Klein's daughter?"

"Our two families have had a good relationship over the years, and our cooperation has always been very good. Alice has come to River City, and we should do our best to be the host. Bring her home tonight." He knew about it. "Mom, but I have something to do tonight."

She asked, "Really? Then I'll ask the driver to pick her up. I'll call her later."

"Okay!" After hanging up the phone, he breathed a sigh of relief. In this way, he wouldn't have to bump into Alice anymore.

Seeing that he was relieved, Alma frowned slightly. She was a woman, and she was very observant. In her eyes, there seemed to be something between Henrick and Alice.

After returning from Henrick's office, Alice did not know why, but she felt particularly relaxed. It seemed that she was in a good mood but she didn't know if it was because she had spoken about her secret crush for him all these years, or because she had vented her anger on him.

She encouraged herself in her heart. "Alice, this is the right thing to do."