Chapter 545

Caroline shot John an irritated look. Arching her brow, she snapped, "Are you asking for my help for free?" John's frown relaxed into a shy, gentle smile. Looking down, he produced another flask like a magic trick and handed it to her. "You're always staying up late. It's not good for your health. I had planned to deliver some soup to you." Caroline's eyes wavered. Her attitude softened, but she tried to hide the change in her emotions. Grabbing the flask from him, she complained, "Did you think you could shut me up with a bowl of soup? I'm letting you off the hook for Nance's sake. Now, go." Smiling, John reluctantly pulled his eyes away from Caroline and left. Noticing the blush on Caroline's cheeks, I teased her, "How thoughtful of Mr. Zeigler to worry about you staying up late." "What are you talking about? The soup is a gesture to thank me for helping him. I don't care for this; I only took it because I wanted to drink it with you. I have no feelings for him whatsoever," sh