Chapter 392 - The confusion (1/2)
She plopped into the dinning chair, all of the annoyance seeping out of her. It was futile to try and fight this man.
He was so arrogant in how he assumed control of everything about her and she knew she could never beat him at this cat and mouse game even if she tried, so she just gave up and let him do exactly as he pleased.
”Well, since it appears you already signed up to be my personal chef and errand person today, how about you give me a hand in putting all these things away?”
It was more of an order than a request in the way she let the words come out.
”Oh, wow! Is that all the thanks I get?” he asked playfully, standing up and spreading his hands out in mock surprise.
”I don't remember asking you to buy me the entire mall,” she retorted, standing up and going over to the heap of groceries.
She picked up two bags and started towards the kitchen. He followed her lead, carrying at least four bags in both hands but with the ease of someone to whom strength was a loyal ally.
She was getting bolder by the second, or so it seemed. He liked it, yet he was wary of it. The joint feeling it produced in him was an intoxicating curiosity.
He would follow this rabbit hole just see what was at the end of it. They stacked the goods in the appropriate places, with Amy mostly directing him on what to put where.
She was extremely pleased to have him do the most work, using his height as a huge advantage.
Usually, when she stocked up, she would have to climb onto a stool before she could reach the topmost rack but he only had to stretch a little and his hands would get the jars and boxes where they needed to go.
Minutes into the activity, she wondered again what had prompted him to spend so much money on her, getting her brands that she would have never gone near while shopping for herself due to the high price tags.
”You really should not have bothered, sir,” she said when he eventually finished putting away everything.
”But thank you. This is very well appreciated,” she added, giving him a shy smile.
In that moment, she looked so beautiful and so pure, Edward almost shivered as he remembered his nightmare.
He knew in that instant that he would not want to lose her. The feelings were so real and so present that he wanted to pull her into a fierce hug and squeeze her so tightly to himself it would feel like his sole aim was to crush her.
”Well, did you not say you had another recipe of Mei Mei Chung's to dazzle me with?” she had her arms folded across her b.r.e.a.s.ts.