Chapter 39 Hurry Up

Suddenly, a sweet voice wrenched Cristofer's mind back to the present. Gretchen walked over, handed him a glass of juice, and said with a smile, "You drive today, so you can't drink wine. Drink some juice." Cristofer took the glass and then asked with a frown, "It's iced?" "Yes, it's iced orange juice. It's very delicious. Have a taste." Cristofer returned the glass to the bar counter and said, "I have stomach ache trouble. The cold juice will make me have a stomach ache." Gretchen's smile froze, and she said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry. I forgot about it. The juice is delicious, so I want to share it with you." "It's okay," Cristofer said gently with a smile and looked at her shoes. "You've changed your shoes?" "Yes," Gretchen nodded. "I changed into a pair of flat shoes. Do they look good?" "Yes," Cristofer answered perfunctorily without even looking at them carefully, then shifted his gaze to the silver handrail. Gretchen asked curiously, "Cristofer, is there anything specia