His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 1155 Obstruction_1

Chapter 1155: Chapter 1155 Obstruction_1

Chapter 1155

"I, I didn’t mean it that way. Just that your words are more persuasive. Because you won’t favor me, so as long as you speak, she will definitely believe."

As he finished speaking, he picked up a bun with both hands and passed it to her.

This action, which had been contemplated numerous times in his heart, he had eventually made.

Yet Chloe Collins didn’t take it.

At this moment—

The bun was taken away by someone else.

Anders Spence looked up and saw Alexander Foster.

"Good morning, Alex."

"Morning," replied Alexander Foster in a toneless response, placing the bun on the other side.

"Cherry isn’t over here."

"I, I came to look for her," said Anders Spence, squirming uncomfortably in his seat.

He wasn’t close with any of them before, not even with Robert Foster. Suddenly sitting down and striking up a conversation, he felt as if there were ten thousand ants jumping in his heart.

Alexander Foster said nothing.

Chloe Collins ate her breakfast slowly, and then directly went out.

Anders Spence hurriedly followed her.

Evelyn Thompson came out and just happened to see this strange scene. Uncertain, she asked, "Why is Jameson Spence so glued to Chlo-Chlo?"

She looked around to make sure she wasn’t seeing things, "Isn’t their relationship has always been tense? Because of the calligraphy thing with Chlo-Chlo."

As Alexander Foster ate, he commented lightly, "Delicious."

Chloe Collins went to retrieve her car from the Parking Lot. Before she even opened the car door, she was blocked by Anders Spence.

"Help me once."

Chloe Collins glanced at the time and said, "Move."

The repressed tension made Anders Spence’s heart race. After thinking for a moment, he stepped aside to let her in.

Not long after, the car disappeared from sight.

Anders Spence stood with his hands on his hips, a troubled expression on his face.

He had anticipated this outcome. After all, their relationship had always been bad; Chloe Collins had no reason to help him.

Despite this, he had held out a sliver of hope, hoping Chloe Collins would repay his spite with kindness.

He was overthinking things.

Walking dejectedly to the West Wing, the gatekeeper still closed the gate as soon as he saw him.

"I’m sorry, Second Young Master Spence, it’s our young miss’s orders."

"I understand."

Anders Spence didn’t bother him further.

He was well aware that if the knot in Cherry Foster’s heart wasn’t untied, even if he could get in and see her, it would make no difference.

Now the only thing he could do was to send her a message to explain.

When he opened his messaging app, he quickly discovered he’d been blocked.

The same was true for phone calls.

Feeling frustrated and helpless, he clenched his phone.

In the end, he contacted Raine Nolan.

[Spence: Raine, will you help me explain to her? She might listen to you.]

Raine instantly replied.

[Nolan: I’m sorry, Jameson, I tried my best, but, you see—]

She sent him screenshots of her conversation with Cherry. In them, she was nearly begging Cherry to believe him, but Cherry not only refused to listen, she kept cursing him and repeatedly stating that they could never go back to their past relationship.

[Nolan: Perhaps Cherry is just too naïve. Seeing isn’t always believing – at least that’s what I believe. My boyfriend often hangs out with other girls, and I think it’s normal. Maybe Cherry has a strong possessive desire for you.]

The word ’possessiveness’ made Anders Spence feel a sense of joy and suffocating melancholy.

[Nolan: Don’t worry, I’ll speak to her properly about this. Once her anger passes, it’ll be alright. But I advise you not to visit her so frequently to avoid making her feel annoyed. Women don’t really like men who initiate contact too often. On the contrary, distance can create beauty.]

[Spence: I’ll think about it, thank you.]

[Nolan: I’ll often visit her. If you want to know how things are going, we can schedule a time to chat. I’m always available.]

[Spence: Alright, I don’t have class in the morning, let’s meet at our usual place if you’re free.]

[Nolan: Okay (cute)]