Chapter112
“Graham prepared everything in individual portions, which I didn’t like.” She huffed and mumbled, “I wanted to share the same thing with you!”
After saying that, she felt a bit embarrassed and quickly picked up a toothbrush cup to change the subject. “Honey, which style do you like?”
Catching a glimpse of the embarrassment on her face and seeing the pairs of cups on the shelf in front of him, prominently labeled “couple’s edition,” Winford was momentarily speechless and finally understood her little thoughts.
Ophelia saw that he had not responded for a long time and thought that he did not like her, feeling somewhat disappointed.
However, it was true that, given his personality, he indeed did not like to waste his thoughts on such matters.
Feeling dejected, she put the cup back and was about to say forget it, she wouldn’t buy it; Graham’s was good enough. Just then, a large hand with prominent knuckles reached out in front of her and took a pink cup.
Ophelia’s eyes widened in an instant as she looked at him in astonishment.
She didn’t know if it was just her illusion, but she seemed to catch a fleeting glimpse of discomfort on the man’s deep and handsome face.
“Don’t you girls all like pink? Don’t you like this one?”
Ophelia’s eyes lit up, and she hurriedly nodded, “I like it, I like it! You chose really well, dear!”
She didn’t hesitate to take another cup of the same style and happily placed it in the shopping cart, saying, “Then we’ll buy this one!”
Seeing her
moment.
“cheered up. Winford’s stern brows softened for a
After buying the toothbrush holder, Ophelia took him to buy matching toothbrushes, matching water cups, and matching face towels…
Winford cooperated throughout, his tall and upright figure completely ignoring the various astonished gazes around him. He leisurely lagged half a step behind her, his eyes focused solely on her.
It was like guarding, yet also like proclaiming sovereignty.
Graham followed not far behind the two, ready for Winford to call him whenever needed. He clearly saw the various items that Mr. Winford agreed to purchase, all in shades of pink and soft yellow, colors that were youthful and delicate. He went from being terrified at first to becoming completely numb later on.
The only sentiment in my heart was a single phrase-
His wife was really impressive.
In this lifetime, it was estimated that only she had the ability to make Mr. Winford use pink!
After buying daily necessities, Ophelia’s eyes lit up as she passed by the fresh produce section, and she ran over to grab some ingredients.
Winford: “What did you buy the ingredients for?”
Although the apartment was newly purchased, Graham had already arranged everything, and fresh ingredients were delivered every day.
“I wanted to cook for my husband!”
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Although she had only looked at a few recipes online, Ophelia was full of confidence and felt that she could do it… maybe!
Winford paused for a moment and said, “Okay.”
He was born noble and had never experienced anything less than the best. However, at that moment, as he looked at the girl who clearly seemed to be a novice, he unexpectedly felt a hint of anticipation in his heart.
The supermarket was very crowded. After she had finished picking up her items. Ophelia pushed her shopping cart to the checkout line to pay.
She turned her head and saw the man walking beside her with long strides, moving at a leisurely pace like a guardian angel. She quietly curved her lips and felt secretly happy.
But soon, she could no longer feel happy.
There was no other reason; Winford’s appearance and demeanor were too outstanding, so outstanding that they seemed completely out of place in this supermarket!
The young women around were quietly stealing glances at the men, their obsessed gazes and shy expressions made Ophelia very unhappy.
Just as I was about to turn around and say something to Winford, suddenly-
“Hello, sir…!”
A delicate and charming female voice interjected.
She was a beautiful young girl, and judging by her attire, she was likely a college student. She completely ignored Ophelia and fixed her gaze directly on Winford, her face flushed with embarrassment, so much so that anyone with functioning eyes could tell what was going on.
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Right behind her, there were a few friends who had been encouraging her, all wearing teasing and ambiguous expressions at that moment.
The girl walked closer, standing gracefully in front of Winford, and shyly said, “Sir, could you give me your contact information?”
Winford hadn’t reacted yet, and Ophelia was almost furious.
“Was she dead?!”
She was such a big person standing here and couldn’t be seen?!
Did you flirt with her husband right in front of her?
“Do you still have no shame?!”
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