I told him the name of the villa, then sat in the car without making another sound.
He did not speak either. All of a sudden, the silence in the car felt peculiar.
My stomach began growling at the wrong time. It was very loud, much louder than the rain outside the car. I covered my face, feeling extremely awkward.
He glanced at me before driving the car toward the supermarket right beside us and into its parking basement.
When he parked the car, he said to me, "Get out."
I froze, then said, "Okay, it's pretty convenient for me t o walk home from here. Thanks!"
He frowned without a word and simply reached out to pull me to the elevator. "Uh, I think I'll just walk up. It wouldn't be good for me to take the elevator when I'm this drenched."
He ignored me.
When we walked out of the elevator, he took me to the nearest clothing shop and said to the shopkeeper," Pick out a set of clothes for her to change into, hurry!”
The shopkeeper quickly walked out to pick a set of
clothes for me. After I changed into it, Matthew paid them the money.
I said awkwardly, "I'm sorry, I forgot to bring my purse out with me. I'll definitely return you the money some other time.”
"What do you want to eat?" He ignored me and asked his next question.
I froze, only coming back to my senses after a very long time. He wanted to buy me a meal. I said, "It's fine, I'll head back and eat!"
He looked at me, his charming brows lifted slightly." Western, Italian, or hot pot? Pick one!"
"Hot pot,” I blurted out. I felt my face heat up after that, and I dropped my head in embarrassment. It was all m y stomach's fault for being too hungry! I had been unable to hold myself back when I heard the word hot pot, making me blurt out what I wanted without thinking first.
He smirked wordlessly and turned around to bring me to a hot pot restaurant upstairs.
I bowed my head and followed behind him. I had embarrassed myself greatly today.
Though the hot pot restaurant’s decorations were nothing too luxurious, its business was very good. Anyone could tell just by looking at it that it catered to the everyman.
The waitress brought us to our table. After taking our seats, she handed the menu to Matthew happily, staring fixedly at him.
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