Fine, my wallet would be safe this way. If Anastasia cooked lunch, she wouldn’t have to spend more
than 100.
When she was getting out of the car, she was lost in her thoughts. She was about to run over to the
supermarket on the other side of the road when an electric car sped near her, not giving her time to
even respond. Instantly, the man behind her held her waist at lightning speed, pulling her into his
embrace to get her out of danger.
Anastasia glared furiously at the speeding electric car, shouting, “Watch where you’re going!”
When she was done, she realized a strong arm was still wrapped around her waist. Therefore, she
reached out and pushed him away. “Just wait here. I’ll get some ingredients at the supermarket over
there.”
“We’ll go together.” With that, the man crossed the road with her.
They failed to notice that in one of the cars near them, a pair of surprised eyes were watching them.
Disappointment flitted across the depths of Nigel’s eyes. Anastasia declined a lunch date with me and
chose to go shopping with my cousin?
Nigel thought that they were just buying things and they would go back to the car later. Hence, he
decided to wait for them.
In the supermarket, Anastasia was picking out some vegetables. Elliot said she could just cook
whatever dishes she was best at, and he wouldn’t be choosy. Hence, she just bought ingredients for
some dishes she usually cooked for her son. Well, it’s easier for me this way.
When she paid for the ingredients, the total was below 100 as expected. The cashier had just finished
putting the items in the bag when she saw the bag being lifted and carried by Elliot. While attempting to
steal another look at him, the young cashier messed up the calculations, and she had to count the
money again with a blush on her face. After Anastasia paid for the items, the two left together.
They walked across the street toward Anastasia’s residential area. Meanwhile, Nigel was still hiding in
the car when he watched Elliot carry the bag of groceries, chatting with Anastasia as they walked
through the entrance.
– The sight of the duo gave Nigel the shock of his life. Why did they enter a residential area? He
immediately remembered that Anastasia’s father had bought a house for
her, so could it be that the aforementioned house was the whole residential area?
So, my cousin is going to Anastasia’s house with her? And they’ll have a date with a home cooked
meal?
Nigel began to fret, a huge wave of disappointment washing over him. Could it be that Anastasia
preferred mature men like Elliot? Is this the reason she kept rejecting me?
Nigel returned to his car, his handsome face forlorn. Soon, he reached out and grabbed his phone,
then dialed Elliot’s number.
“Hello, Nigel,” Elliot’s voice said over the phone.
“Elliot, are you free right now? I can treat you to lunch.”
“I have an appointment, so maybe next time!” Just as expected, Elliot declined.
“How important is this appointment? It’s not every day I offer to buy you lunch, so can’t you cancel the
appointment and have lunch with me instead?” Nigel was poking at his cousin to get an answer out of
him.
“It’s an important client, so I can’t cancel. I’ll treat you next time, all right?” With that, he hung up.
Nigel felt like a knife was stabbed in his chest. Elliot knew very well that Nigel was 1. pursuing
Anastasia, so was he trying to snatch the woman Nigel fell for?
In the elevator, Anastasia was tense as she listened in on Elliot’s phone call with Nigel. She had
rejected Nigel today, and she felt a bit guilty for that.
Elliot swept a meaningful gaze over her, and then he narrowed his eyes with a complex look. Upon
arriving, Anastasia invited him in, after which she began busying about in the kitchen. She was wearing
a white blouse with a black skirt, looking very professional. However, with this man around, she
deemed it unfitting to change, so she just donned an apron before getting to work.
However, little did she know that her cutting vegetables in the kitchen in full business attire was like a
seduction to men who loved themselves some good uniforms.
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