Destined Entwining: Capturing My Devoted Beau

Chapter 1056: Chapter 495: The Four Iron Bonds of Life

As the saying goes, ”When you eat from others, you become humble; when you take from others, you become restrained.”

Even though the other three Daoists were competitors with Lawrence Winters, faced with a table full of delicacies and good intentions, even Mr. Zhuge couldn’t help but praise Lawrence Winters for ”being considerate.”

Besides, what grudges or feuds can there be at a dinner party?

All are ”deep feelings, bottoms up; shallow feelings, just a taste.”

Since everyone lived nearby and didn’t need to drive, they could all drink to their heart’s content.

Under Lawrence Winters’s thoughtful hospitality, one after another was soon knocked out.

In the end, even Mr. Zhuge was slurring his words and with a flushed face, pointed at Lawrence Winters: ”I never... never thought Lawrence, your drinking capacity... your drinking capacity is so good! I really misjudged you!”

Lawrence Winters chuckled, her face neither reddened nor pale, remaining as normal.

Only those who knew her very well could see that her eyes were unusually bright, glistening as if filled with the waters of Slim West Lake, with her blinking creating a picturesque scene, almost unlawfully beautiful.

Edward Foster was already sprawled across the dining table, asleep.

Mrs. Foster still had some awareness but was only able to call for someone to help Edward Foster to the second-floor bedroom to rest.

Soon, she was finding it difficult to walk, and Lawrence Winters supported her back to the master bedroom.

Along the way, Mrs. Foster tightly grasped Lawrence Winters’s hand, incessantly mumbling, ”Miss Winters... Lawrence... Lawrence, our Arnie is a good kid, he really fell for it this time, please give him a chance...”

Lawrence Winters felt a bit embarrassed yet also empathetic towards Mrs. Foster’s maternal concern.

Indeed, some things only a mother would do for her child.

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Abigail Henderson returned home late at night.

She opened the door and entered the hall, noticing a faint scent of alcohol lingering in the air, not unpleasant.

It seems they drank quite a bit during dinner.

She doesn’t like drinking, mainly because her tolerance is low, and she collapses after just one glass, which doesn’t look good. Another reason is she worries it will cause trouble.

When drunk, she experiences memory lapses the next day, which she’s not accustomed to.

However, she has no objection to others drinking; it’s a personal choice, as long as there’s no drunk driving, occasionally getting drunk might actually be quite fun.

Everyone slept soundly this night, without dreams or insomnia.

Waking up the next day, everyone felt invigorated.

Lawrence Winters even changed into her running shoes and casual workout gear and went out jogging.

Melany Community was shrouded in a thin layer of mist in the morning.

The foliage was lush, and the greenery was abundant, with dew glittering on the leaves and petals, about to drip.

Hydrangeas of various colors, large white magnolias, bright red roses and monthly roses, golden osmanthus, deep red begonias, pink hibiscus, were all blooming under the windows or in the flower beds in front of various distinctively styled mansions.

Along the black soil beside the sidewalks, the community also planted purple-white lisianthus and slender, elegant hibiscuses in public areas.

Adorning the community in a way that was both elegant and splendid.

Lawrence Winters didn’t recognize all the plants and flowers, but she used a plant identification app on her phone to capture those she couldn’t recognize, and the app would automatically identify them.

She jogged while happily taking photos with her phone.

The walkways in the community weren’t straight as arrows but extended along the boundary lines of the properties.

Lawrence Winters turned a corner and could feel the vegetation ahead was noticeably less dense than the land behind her.

However, the trees at the roadside were taller than those on the land behind.

The green trees were tall and straight, forming a canopy that could block the sunlight.

A gentle breeze brushed through the treetops, causing the leaves to rustle softly like the sound of waves, resembling white noise.

This sound could calm a restless mind.

Lawrence Winters looked at her watch and realized she’d been jogging for almost fifteen minutes, so she slowed down to walk.

There weren’t many people in the community; most of those who were out at this time were exercising.

Lawrence Winters encountered quite a few people who were also jogging.

They wore sunglasses and headbands, dressed in vests and shorts, with sports watches on their wrists. When they saw her, they smiled and greeted her kindly.

She also wore sunglasses and nodded with a friendly smile.

When she saw a BMW 7 Series luxury car driving in from the asphalt road outside the community, she suddenly felt it was discordant with the scene in front of her and couldn’t help but glance at it.