I Love You, Miss Genius (Bonnie Shepard and Ivor Knight)

Ivor simply uttered two words.

Upon hearing them, Floyd stared at him in astonishment.

"Mr. Ivor, why do you want me to bring that thing over?" Floyd asked with eyes wide.

Ivor narrowed his long, narrow eyes, his tone suddenly turning cold.

"Just bring it when I tell you to. What's with all the questions?"

Caught off guard, Floyd hesitated for a moment before quickly responding, "Alright, Mr. Ivor, I'll go get it now."

Bonnie had already served the soup for him when Ivor came out.

Ivor praised with a smile, looking at the porcelain bowl on the table, "My wife is so capable."

Bonnie rolled her eyes. "The soup is right in front of you. Can't you stop talking?"

Ivor's eyes carried a meaningful glance as they grazed over Bonnie's lips. "Soup can't stop me now. Only you, Bonnie, can do that."

Understanding his gaze instantly, Bonnie blushed slightly. "Shameless!"

He used to be somewhat restrained in his shamelessness, but now it was becoming more blatant!

Ivor laughed helplessly. "Bonnie, how can you even look cute when you're angry?"

Bonnie was at a loss for words. This guy was a master at flirting-she couldn't win.

So she changed the subject. "Just drink your soup quickly. Stop talking nonsense, or it'll get cold and won't taste good later."

"Alright, I'll make sure to finish all the

soup you've made for me. I won't waste your effort," Ivor said before lowering his head to start drinking the soup.

Bonnie was beyond words, sitting on the chair beside him and checking her phone.

While drinking the soup, Ivor's phone suddenly vibrated.

He picked it up and glanced at it, a shadowy and mysterious gleam crossing his eyes.

Some things were indeed as he had suspected...

After Ivor had finished his soup,

there was a knock on the door. Just

as Bonnie was about to put

her phone to answer it, Ivor

first.

stood up

"It should be Floyd. I had him go back to fetch something. I'll go out and get it now."

Bonnie disagreed slightly, turning

her head to look at him. "You're injured and you still want to handle documents? Do you have to push yourself so hard?"

Ivor intentionally had Floyd fetch something, and she instinctively thought it was documents.

"Not documents," Ivor said while looking at Bonnie with a gaze that held some complexity. "It's a surprise I prepared just for you."

"A surprise?" Bonnie was momentarily stunned.

"What kind of messy surprise have you secretly prepared for me now?" she asked incredulously.

Ivor had been serious, but her words amused him.

"Don't worry, you'll find out soon enough."