Hope It's Not Too Late to Love novel Chapter 195

Hanson met Vania in the meeting room for families while accompanied by security personnel.

Due to the struggle just now, Vania’s clothes and hair were all messy. She looked very miserable, especially in such a dim environment.

Seeing Vania staring at him blankly with some surprise, avoidance, and a trace of grievance, Hanson’s softened expression stiffened again at once. Larry immediately understood and noted it down secretly.

Vania heard that her family had come to see her. She thought it was Linda or even her own children.

Unexpectedly, it was Hanson.

The mood at this meeting was complicated as if she was expecting him to come, yet expecting him not to come too.

Now that she saw him so suddenly and especially in such a situation, she did not want him to see her like that. Thus, her eyes avoided him a little, and she said in surprise, “You know all about it?”

Hanson took the thermos from Larry’s hand, stepped forward, and held Vania’s hand. “Eat a little something. You shouldn’t go hungry.”

Larry immediately wiped the seat in front of him and disinfected it.

Only then did Hanson sit down and open the dinner he had ordered specially for Vania. He kept his mouth shut about Vania’s arrest.

Tears welled up in Vania’s eyes as her throat also tightened. Her eyes kept looking at the movements of Hanson’s hands, but she couldn’t say a word.

After Hanson set things up, he looked at her gently again. “What are you doing there? Why don’t you come here? It won’t be delicious anymore if it gets cold.”

Hearing Hanson’s gentle voice, Larry’s goosebumps rose.

When had Hanson cared about whether others ate or not?

However, she still looked at Hanson sincerely and said, “Give me some time. When I’m ready, I will tell you everything about me.”

For some reason, Vania, who had always been proud of herself, started to worry whether Hanson would think of her as a frivolous woman if he knew what had happened five years ago.

Hanson obviously didn’t want to bother her with this topic, so he spoke to her gently. “Eat first and talk about these things later.”

Then, he handed the cutlery to her.

Being locked up in the police station came with its hardships, and it was not uncommon to have nothing to eat.