Chapter 474 - Unsteady Grip on the Wine
Chapter 474 of "No Trespassing! My Aloof Brother" begins revealing surprises: Maya listened to Liamâs suggestion, furrowed her brow, shook her head, and said, "No, I... Read on to find out!
Maya listened to Liamâs suggestion, furrowed her brow, shook her head, and said, "No, I donât understand, better not cause more trouble for Seven."Maya quite enjoyed those days at home, reading books, basking in the sun, waiting for Liam to come home from work.
Though life outside was exciting, Maya grew tired of it, as if she had already seen through peopleâs hearts, aside from a few around her, she was unwilling to make new friends.
At the moment, not far away, Christopherâs gaze remained fixed on Seven.
Tonight, Seven was exceptionally beautiful, showing no signs of the aftermath from bankruptcy, instead, she seemed reborn, even more dazzling than days past.
Christopher held a goblet in his hand, half filled with red wine, his steps unknowingly bringing him closer and closer to Seven, as if he were bewitched.
As he approached Seven, two kids suddenly darted out from nowhere, playing around, inadvertently bumping into Christopher.
Christopher staggered, his body accidentally leaning forward slightly, the wine in the glass swaying restlessly.
Finally, with a "whoosh," it accidentally sloshed out of the cup, landing perfectly all over Sevenâs gown.
Seven was startled by the cold temperature of the wine, immediately stepping back two paces, pulling out a tissue from her purse to wipe the wine off her dress.
Christopher felt awkward all of a sudden; he just wanted to get a closer look at Seven, yet he ended up spilling wine on her.
Feeling a bit embarrassed, he said, "Seven, sorry, the kids bumped into me, and I couldnât hold the wine steady."
If it were before, Christopher would not have bothered to explain the situation in detail; after all, it was just a glass of wine and a dress.
However, he worried Seven might misunderstand his intentions, thinking it was deliberate, so he explained anyway.
Seven heard the familiar voice and only then lifted her head to look at the perpetrator.
She saw Christopherâs embarrassed face, smiled calmly, and said, "Itâs okay."
Ever since she stood Christopher up that night, he no longer called her Miss Murray, instead, he kept calling her Seven.
However, for this name, Seven felt neither surprise nor any particular emotion.
Sevenâs friendly attitude made Christopher feel comfortable, at least she did not argue and say it was intentional, and her smile was so calm and pleasing to see.
To show his apology, Christopher suggested, "Seven, how about I take you to the suite upstairs and help clean your dress at the hotel laundry, okay?"
Without any work-related entanglement between them anymore, Christopherâs attitude took a 360-degree turn, constantly wanting to be near her, even be alone together.
However, Seven didnât intend to accept his proposal; she smiled and said, "Itâs fine, no need, thank you!"
In reality, Seven didnât like Christopher and was disappointed with him, but after the unwritten rule incident, she seemed to have been reborn. When meeting Christopher again, she felt serene, without anger or panic, genuinely treating him just as an acquaintance, not even having any dislike for him.
When talking to him, there was no sense of rejection, no deliberate avoidance, and no desire to chat more.
After thanking Christopher, she politely nodded at him, signaling goodbye.
Then, she turned around and stared directly at Lucas on stage, listening to his speech.
Christopher stood aside, completely stunned; this kind of Seven felt so familiar yet so foreign, giving off a sense of emotional distance.
Even as Sevenâs gaze never returned to him, he kept staring at her.
At this point, he wished he could slap himself a few times, thinking, what was all the fuss about, now Seven completely ignored him.
After Lucas finished his speech, a few brothers went separately into a private room for dinner.
At the dining table, everyone seemed to intentionally seat Seven and Christopher together.
Seven seeing this, felt neither awkward nor uncomfortable, rather she sat down graciously, occasionally joking with Maya on her left.
Maya watched Sevenâs composed attitude and thought, Christopher was done for, Seven had completely normalized him.
Even though Christopher himself felt it too, he still wanted to try talking with Seven, clearing up their misunderstandings, after all, he had missed 7 years and wanted to cherish the days left.
Hudson sat next to Christopher, noticed Christopherâs furrowed brow, casually suggested, "Christopher, youâre sitting next to Seven yet didnât serve her food, why donât we switch places?"
Itâs not that Christopher didnât want to please Seven, he was just afraid of being rejected by her, especially now with so many people around, watching them.
Next to Christopher, Seven knew Hudson was deliberately teasing, trying to match her with Christopher.
Yet, for this matter, it would never become reality.
When she returned, she hoped to hear an apology from Christopher, but did not expect things to develop this way, so she held no hope for him, deeming their past relationship simply as her own naivety.
She wouldnât stand waiting for Christopher forever, moreover, she no longer liked him, completely didnât like him.
Thus, without waiting for Christopher to move the chopsticks, she lifted her right hand and served herself the dishes she liked, leaving Christopher no opportunity to show courtesy; she even served Maya some dishes, and continued chatting with her.
Regarding Christopherâs attitude towards her, Seven knew, after announcing the companyâs bankruptcy, Liam must have scolded Christopher a lot; his compromise towards her was probably just for show. Actually, he never cared about Seven as a person.
But it didnât matter, she didnât care about him anymore either.
Overnight, Seven grew up a lot, no longer naive, no longer tangled, only doing things within her ability, not seeking anything from anyone.
Maya sat next to Seven, feeling the atmosphere very eerie, yet couldnât pinpoint exactly where it was off.
Christopher, seeing Sevenâs defensiveness, felt unhappy, yet recklessly served her some dishes in her bowl anyway, considering it was Hudsonâs instigation, he was just carrying it out.
Seven looked at the extra dishes in her bowl, if it were a few days ago, she would definitely have thrown them out, disdainfully rolling her eyes at Christopher to show her dislike, but today she didnât; she just turned her head, politely saying to Christopher, "Thank you."
This "Thank you" left Christopher feeling heavy-hearted.
Seven spoke four words to him tonight, two "okay," two "thanks," and her attitude was very friendly, friendly enough to make him uncomfortable.
Sevenâs politeness revealed the end to everyone watching, they thought, these two were truly done.
Hudson took a deep breath, feeling unwilling, unwilling that Seven might fall for someone else in the future.
Then he pulled Christopher over, swapped places with him, and glanced at Seven with mischief, saying, "Seven, heard you opened your own studio, congratulations."
As Hudson spoke, he filled Sevenâs glass with wine to celebrate with her.