Back to the Past Breaking the Love Spell (Carlisle Zahn) novel Chapter 368

Chapter 368 

Ruby had lost her appetite for lunch. 

It was just as well that Sarah called her and Invited her for tea. 

Having had enough of Carlisle and Wanda holding hands around her, Ruby invited a few other students from Class 1 to join her for tea. 

At the cafeteria, Carlisle led Wanda to an empty table and smiled as he said, “Stay here. I’ll go get you some food.” 

Wanda shook her head vehemently, refusing to let go of his hand. 

Carlisle gave her an amused look. “Well, then, you’ll have to get in line with me.” 

Just like that, he took her hand and led her to the line at the food counter. 

A few of the upperclassmen couldn’t help gritting their teeth at the sight of Carlisle holding Wanda’s hand. 

“Seriously? Damn it, even the freshmen are dating. We’re on the verge of graduation and we still haven’t held hands with a girl!” 

“It just pisses me off that the younger ones are getting a head start.” 

“Do we know whose scion he is?” 

“I don’t know if he is a scion, but the young lady is definitely an heiress. She’s from the Thompson family!” 

Queenie was having lunch with a couple of friends at a nearby table. 

When one of her friends saw Wanda and Carlisle holding hands, she asked Queenie quietly, “Hey, Queenie… How did that happen?” 

Queenie sighed and briefly told them about Wanda’s unfortunate encounter 

yesterday that led to her tortured disposition. 

When she was done explaining, her friends looked at her with inscrutable 

expressions. One of them said, “So Carlisle’s like a temporary cure for Wanda? Does that mean they’ll break up after she recovers from her trauma?” 

Queenie nodded silently. 

Another one of her friends mused enviously, “But they look so good together! And they’re so sweet with each other too. Don’t rain on their parade so soon, you guys.” 

Queenie took a deep breath. “You guys won’t understand the complexity that comes. from dating an heiress, even if only temporarily.” 

After getting their food, Carlisle led Wanda to an empty table. They were just about to eat when Arthur, Jamie, and Daniel joined them. 

Wanda stared at her food blankly, not feeling hungry at all. 

Seeing this, Carlisle prompted gently, “If you don’t like any of the dishes, I can go and 

get something else for you. What would you like?” 

Wanda pursed her lips and said quietly, “I don’t think I feel hungry.” 

Carlisle coaxed patiently, “You still need sustenance. We can’t have you starve, can 

we?” 

Daniel chuckled as he joked, “Do you want Carlisle to spoon–feed you?” 

Arthur grinned fiendishly as he joined in on the teasing. “Yeah, I bet food tastes. 

better when Carlisle spoon–feeds you, huh?” 

Carlisle speared a slice of roast beef with his fork and brought it to Wanda’s mouth. 

Daniel interjected, “Dude, you’ve got to bite off the fatty rind before feeding it to her.” 

This earned him a dirty look from Carlisle. “Must you butt in?” 

Carlisle bit off the fatty rind and brought the roast beef to Wanda’s mouth again, 

cajoling, “Here comes the beef, Wanda. Say “ahh…” 

Wanda opened her mouth obediently and he fed her the roast beef slice. She 

chewed it a couple of times and swallowed, only to realize she hadn’t tasted it at all. 

The roast beef was so bland, she might as well have eaten flour. 

She began to wonder if there was something wrong with her tastebuds, which was shocking because she was perfectly fine last night. 

Carlisle continued feeding her. When he noticed her little frown every time she chewed on her food, he couldn’t help asking, “Is there something wrong with the flavor?” 

Tears glistened in Wanda’s eyes as she answered in a quivering voice, “I think I lost my sense of taste…” 

“I’ll take you to the hospital after this,” Carlisle said at once, frowning. It seemed Wanda’s condition was worse than he imagined. The emotional trauma she suffered must be manifesting itself physically. 

At that moment, Queenie came over with her friends. 

One of them who was a psychology major observed, “She might be showing signs of a nervous breakdown. It has nothing to do with her physical well–being. 

“Did something happen this morning to stress her out?“