Chapter 594 Fated Love
- He sprinted ahead, leaving her struggling to keep up. Leaning against the bridge, trying to catch her breath, she watched as he approached with a grin, holding an ice cream.
- In a casual, teasing tone, he drawled, "Is this willow branch meant for me?"
- Fuming with anger, she believed Sigmund Youngstrom had purposely ruined her ice cream and was now flaunting his own.