Love Coming From The Least Expected novel Chapter 80

“You silly girl!” Christopher heaved a sigh and took me in his arms. “Why are you overthinking again? Didn’t I say that we’ll do all these once we can hold hands openly? I don’t want you to think that I’m only dating you to have sex.”

“Huh?” I was taken aback by his words. Doesn’t he think I’m dirty?

He tapped on the tips of my nose gently before saying, “We’re a couple madly in love with each other. I’m pursuing you. Don’t you feel it? We shall abstain from intimate activities now. Once you’re divorced, I guarantee that you won’t be able to get off the bed every day.”

He tapped on my nose again and added, “Could it be because you can’t wait for it?”

“No!” I quickly answered.

I did indeed feel like I was in love. However, Christopher’s words tugged at my heartstrings. He always seemed like he didn’t have enough every time we had a brief body contact. That was why I always thought that he liked me because my body gave him a very different feeling. So has he actually taken all of my thoughts into consideration?

How could I not love a man like him?

I was so touched that tears welled up in my eyes. He suddenly carried me and put me on his lap. He then started to hit me a few times on my butt. I was dumbfounded by his action. “What are you doing?”

“I told you multiple times that you shouldn’t walk around without any shoes on. I’ll hit you the next time you do it again.” He furrowed his brows. I played along and nodded my head obediently. “I won’t do it anymore.”

“That’s more like it.” He put me back down on the couch. Perhaps it was because he was shocked by my tears but the lust he was having earlier seemed to have disappeared. The man took out a towel and wiped off the sweat on his body before helping me put on my shoes.

I felt like a princess when Christopher treated me to a candlelight lunch. The food was delicious, especially the soup. It was just perfect and I even praised it a few times throughout our meal. I told him that if I had the chance, I wanted to talk to the chef of the restaurant and find out how they made their soup so flavorful.

“There’ll be a chance,” he said as he looked at me with his gentle eyes.