"If you continue to be so indifferent to me, I will probably never be okay," Kevin said, taking the opportunity to take hold of her wrist. She had managed to avoid him the entire morning, but this time he wouldn't let her go.
"What do you mean? Are you ill?" Leena exclaimed as she touched his forehead with the back of her hand. She was worried that he was exhausted.
"Yes, I'm ill. So now you have to take care of me," Kevin replied before intentionally leaning toward Leena, a cunning smile spreading across his face. His trick had worked.
"It's better for us to go home now." Leena didn't show a trace of doubt at his words. She was the kind of woman who was easily convinced. She effortlessly forgot about her decision to keep him at arm's length, beginning to feel concerned for him.
"It's not that serious. Let's go and buy you some clothes first before we go back home." Upon seeing that she was worried for him, Kevin felt relieved. He knew that Leena didn't really want to ignore him.
"But I'm worried about your health. We should go home now." Leena was so anxious that she didn't realize it was not easy for a strong soldier like Kevin to fall sick.
"Yes! Kevin, if you are not well now, we should go home. We can buy the clothes some other day." Truthfully, Claire was a little dubious about him being ill. Ever since childhood, she had never seen Kevin get sick. He was such a strong man.
"I just feel a little dizzy. It's okay. Don't worry." Once you told a lie, it never ceased to be. One deception led to another. Kevin regretted lying about his sickness. He felt like shooting himself in the foot.
Because of Kevin's insistence, Leena bought some warm clothes. Of course, all of them were very expensive, and it amazed Clare. As opposed to Claire's complaints about the exorbitant price when she was buying her own skirt, Leena bought what she liked without hesitation. She simply asked the saleswomen to pack them for her, with no scruples.
On the way back, Claire drove the car. She still stared at Leena through the rear-view mirror, as if she was a monster. 'She is so heartless! Leena takes Kevin's hard-earned money for granted and is spending it without hesitation. What's worse is that she doesn't feel guilty at all about spending so much money on clothes, ' Claire thought.
"Claire, is there dirt on my face?" Feeling Claire's eyes boring into her, Leena finally asked, reaching out to touch her face with her hands.
"Oh! No." In all honesty, Claire wanted to question her spendthrift habits. Leena was just like a Cinderella, so was it so necessary for her to buy those luxurious clothes to show off? No matter how she pretended otherwise, a crow could never become a phoenix.
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