The Secret Heir's Return to Wealth and Love novel Chapter 1834

Larkin was on his way to find Erica when he suddenly saw a message from the Prior.

"What does this mean?" Erica's eyes sparkled like stars, "Is he taking me to meet your teacher? Is your teacher willing to see me?"

"Not quite sure." Larkin gently tapped her nose, "But Mary speaks highly of you in front of my teacher. He knows you're a good person."

"Really?" Erica seemed very surprised.

"Mary is just awesome!"

"Let's go, we shouldn't keep them waiting." Larkin said.

"Alright!"

Erica held Larkin's hand again and said to him, "I want to hold your hand until we get to where there are a lot of people, then let go."

"If you want to hold my hand, it’s okay even in crowded places." Larkin replied.

Erica looked at him with surprise, "But you never hold my hand when there are a lot of people before."

Larkin looked a bit hurt.

"Erica, it's actually you who has been keeping distance from me."

"Did I?" Erica pondered for a moment and then realized... it might be true.

"I just didn't want to pressure you, afraid that you would feel embarrassed to reject me, so I kept my distance..."

Erica muttered to herself.

Larkin was deeply moved by her cuteness.

He gently squeezed her hand, suppressing the urge to do something more.

"You're very considerate, but don't overinterpret my intentions next time."

"Alright."

Erica found herself quite silly.

When Erica and Larkin arrived at the monastery, the Prior was about to make a phone call.

Seeing them coming, he put down his phone.

"Hi!" Erica greeted enthusiastically.

Larkin said to Erica, "The Prior is very good at gardening."

"That's amazing!" Erica's praises didn't stop.

"Let’s eat, the food is getting cold."

All the food in the monastery was vegetarian.

But even though it was vegetarian, the Prior's cooking skills still shocked Erica.

"Mister, are you such a good cook!" Erica was not exaggerating at all.

After tasting it, she couldn't stop praising!

Erica kept praising how tasty the food was, and the Prior's face turned redder and redder.

"These young monks are all picky eaters. They don't like the food cooked by the chef. As their elder, I can only try to make them eat better, right?" the Prior complained under his breath.

Larkin chuckled and said, "Thanks to you, the rest of us were able to eat more and grow taller."

The Prior suddenly understood.