Alvera,the Revenger,Married the Billionaire novel Chapter 50

Roland turned to look at Alvera instinctively as Andrina spoke.

She did not move, her head still turned towards the window.

"Roland, why are you not saying anything?"

"I have already arranged the itinerary for this trip. I'm not bringing you along this time, maybe next time."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone as the awkwardness hung in the air.

...

Andrina pouted. "I want to take a break to travel around with you. So much has happened lately, I just wanted to..."

"Then I'll arrange for you to go to France. You like France, right? I'll hire two bodyguards for you."

"I... "

"Okay, that's settled then."

With her back to him, Alvera smiled lightly, feeling satisfied.

"Don't you want to go with your beloved woman, Mr. Francois?" She said after Roland hung up the phone. "She must have been very sad."

"Stop being so eccentric."

Alvera smiled and did not reply.

As long as Andrina was unhappy, she's fine with it. He could say anything he wanted. 

When they got back to the Floral Villa, Alvera took a peek in the fridge found that they had nothing to cook for dinner. 

Seeing her rummaging through the refrigerator, Roland asked, "Is your housekeeper not back yet?"

"I told her not to come every day, just twice a week to clean the house."

"I'll get you someone to take care of you."

Alvera looked at him. "No, I like to be alone, it's quiet. I'm going to the supermarket to get some groceries. You can stay at home."

"Let's go together." Roland got up.

Alvera looked at him, surprised, "You want to go with me? To get groceries?"

"If you can go, why can't I?"

"It's not that you can't, I just thought that buying groceries would be beneath you. But if you insist, that's fine with me too. You can pay for it."

Roland gave her a sidelong glance. She could always change the meaning of her words with her tone.

The two of them left the villa together, with Alvera driving. 

At the supermarket, Roland pushed a shopping cart alongside Alvera as they shopped in the vegetable section.

"Do you have anything you like in particular?" she asked.

"Do you know how to cook everything?"

"No, I'm just asking."

He gave her a sidelong glance. "Then buy whatever you like."

She picked up a cabbage, but Roland said, "What's so good about cabbages?"

She put it down and picked up some lettuce.

He frowned. "Lettice isn't any better."

Alvera pouted. "You told me to buy whatever I like."

He shrugged and said no more.

Alvera put down the lettuce and picked up a bag of cucumbers.

"Why don't you put it in the cart?" Roland asked, as she stared at the cucumbers.

"I'm thinking about what I can do with it."

Roland said coldly, "You're so lewd."

"Huh?" Alvera stared at him.

Roland raised his eyebrows, "You can do whatever you want with it, but it cannot replace me."

It took Alvera a little while to understand him. She blushed.

"Roland Francois, who's the lewd one here?" she said hastily, putting down the cucumbers and walking away. "I was thinking about how to cook them, you..."

...

Roland smiled.

Who knew she could act like this as well.

A shy Alvera looks good too.

The two of them took a whole tour of the vegetable section, but only ended up with a couple of tomatoes.

"Well," Alvera thought, "it's going to be just tomato pasta tonight."

She would never come shopping with Roland ever again. The whole ordeal was plain suffering.

When they passed by the junk food section on the way to the cashier, Alvera suddenly felt someone tugging at her skirt.

She turned around and found it was a little girl around four or five years old.

She smiled at her. "Hi, what's wrong?"

"I want my mommy..." the girl wailed as soon as she finished speaking.

Her cries were so loud people around them had began to stare curiously.

Alvera crouched down to the girl's eye level and took her hands in hers. "Where's your mommy?"

"She... She's gone." The little girl pointed to the west, sobbing. "She was here just now, but now she's gone."

"Do you know what your mother's name is?"

"Mary."

"That's great." She patted the girl on her head and then turned to one of the staff nearby. "Can you get someone to call for her mother through the intercom?"

"Sure, wait a moment."

The staff left and Alvera stood up. When she was about to say something to Roland, the little girl pulled at her skirt again and said, "Uniform Auntie, can you stay with me? Mommy said to follow uniform aunties and uncles if I get lost."

Alvera squatted down again. "Don't be afraid. I will not leave until your mother comes."

When she mentioned her mother, the little girl wanted to cry again.

Alvera patted her on the head. "I can do magic. Do you want to see?"

The little girl nodded repeatedly.

Alvera took out a coin from her bag and put her arm around the little girl. She made the coin disappear by sleight of hand, which made the girl jump in surprise and delight.

...

Roland stood aside and raised his eyebrows as he watched them. This was yet another side of her that he did not know about, and it was good to see.

A few minutes later, the little girl's mother rushed over when she heard her name called over the intercom.

The mother kept thanking them before taking the child home.