“No, you’re being unreasonable!” I was used to living from mouth to mouth, and extravagant lifestyle and waste were not my thing. “Does your family know that you’re a spendthrift?”
“My family has never given me an upper limit for the amount that I can spend. Alright, I value frugality in my girlfriend. I should be so honored.”
“Who’s your girlfriend?” I nudged at him. Even though I was already divorced, I still couldn’t get used to him being all lovey-dovey with me in public.
The staff who was supposed to prepare the terrapin for us overheard our conversation and stifled a laugh. “Mister, the two of you look really cute together.”
“Of course, this is my wife. I’ve been pursuing her for years, and finally I have made a little progress today. Give me the most expensive ingredients you offer, I am rich!” Christopher exclaimed.
My face flushed crimson red as I took a step back, refusing to be associated with the man beside me. He could be really childish sometimes.
After Christopher picked out a few more vegetables, we paid for the groceries and headed out of the market. All of a sudden, I stopped in my tracks because I finally knew what he meant by buying the terrapin.
Terrapins are aphrodisiacs. Christopher was trying to crack a dirty joke back there.
“Pervert!” I gritted my teeth and glared at him upon the revelation.
“Well, I’m your pervert.” Christopher grinned and peered at my collar that I tore off. He took off his jacket and draped it over me, claiming that other men had no right to see me exposed.
After reaching home, Christopher carried me over to the sofa. He handed me a glass of water and headed toward the kitchen.
He had just healed, and it was inconvenient for him to do washing. I sipped on the water and went into the kitchen. Noticing that Christopher was trying to figure out how to deal with the ambitious little terrapin, the two of broke into a chuckle after exchanging glances.
How is this man so adorable?
“You’re right on time. I’ve forgotten that I’ve never actually cooked terrapins. Do you know how to make it?” Christopher turned to me and asked.
“Why did you buy it then?” I walked over to his side and took a knife and tapped on the terrapin’s shell. I had wanted to showcase my skills but put down the knife moments later. “I think I’ve forgotten how to, erm, I don’t know.”
After a few moments of silence, Christopher dashed over to the living room to take his laptop. He downloaded a video recipe for terrapin cuisine and showed it to me. “Darling, I’ve prepared everything for you. You just to make this dish, and I will handle the rest.”
I really wanted to hit him on the head, but I could not bring myself to do it.
After we were done with dinner preparation, the night fell. I made terrapin soup, and Christopher handled the rest as agreed.
I laid out the dishes on the table and noticed that Christopher lit candles on the table, and even prepared a bottle of red wine. It was obvious that he was preparing for a candlelight dinner. My lips curled into a smile at his heartwarming gesture.
Right then, Christopher took out a bouquet of ruby red roses from behind the sofa like he had performed magic of some sort, and handed it over to me. “Hey gorgeous, you’re looking as stunning as these roses tonight. I am honored to have the opportunity to dine with you on this beautiful night.”
I took over the roses. Roses were common, but I seldom received them. So, I did enjoy his little surprise.
“Let’s toast to you finally being a free woman, and that you’re going to be able to be together with me. Congratulations to myself that I’m finally going to be able to hug you to sleep every night. They’re all good causes for a frisky night.”
I was at a loss for words to reply him. He may have thought that his little gestures went unnoticed, but I knew that he picked up on a lot of condoms when we were shopping just now.
I took a sip of the red wine, and it was rich in taste. The first thing that came to my mind was that it must have cost a fortune. Anything that Christopher fancied was sure to have a hefty price tag.
I headed into the kitchen to do the dishes after we were done, and overheard Christopher on the phone in the living room.
“Mom, haven’t I already dealt with the business at Coldbridge? Why do you insist on me going over there? Haven’t we spent millions to appoint a CEO to take care of things? Why do we have to worry about every single little thing?”
“Okay, okay. I will be sure to go home and accompany you for dinner tomorrow. Did you quarrel with Dad and need me as an ammunition against him?”
“Yes, I will be sure to stand by your side and reprimand my own father for forgetting about movie night with you while he’s out entertaining his old friends. But, I really do have something extra important on tonight. Not even the sky falling down is going to stop me from doing it. Even you said that Monica is your guest, then what does it have anything to do with me? Just ask her to quit waiting if she still insists. Alright, until later, Mom. Ciao.”
