Arvin had no words. Just when she felt the atmosphere between them was settled and clear, now it was ruined by Arvin's reaction. Everything became stilted and awkward.
Angela sighed. She grabbed Arvin's hand and said, "I'm hungry, Arvin."
Arvin could empathize with her. He gently replied, "Well, let's go and eat something." Arvin held Angela in his arms and opened the car door for her. Angela then got inside and they took off.
On the way, Angela kept playing games on her phone while discussing with Arvin what to eat next. "I don't want to eat western food, Japanese food, Thai food or French food... Big wing, do you want to eat bullfrog?"
"..." Arvin didn't expected that Angela's taste would be so unusual. "No!" That was a firm refusal from Arvin.
Angela was a little surprised that Arvin hated bullfrog so much. She turned to her games and asked him, "How about Braised Turtle in Brown Sauce?"
"..." 'Angela must be joking! She picked the most disgusting food.' Avrin felt a little unhappy in that moment. "Are you joking? Because I can't take what you're saying seriously."
"Well, I was joking. Don't be so serious." Angela had to admit that she did it on purpose to amuse Arvin.
Obviously, they didn't understand each other. When they were waiting for the green light, Arvin decided to play a joke on Anegla as a punishment. He approached Angela's ear and whispered to her, "About the turtle you were saying..."
"You wanna eat it now?" Angela stopped him short. Angela couldn't believe it. Arvin always hated this kind of food. What caused him to change his mind?
Arvin smirked, "Well, it seems to me that you like it, huh?"
Angela didn't follow Arvin's rationale. She was very confused by what he meant. It seemed to her that Arvin's smile was a little... emmm... evil. He smiled like Stanley did for a moment.
"No. I don't eat this stuff." She'd never put her mouth onto a turtle.
She remembered when she was little, Sven persuaded her to eat a piece of soft-shelled turtle meat, but she didn't know what it was at first. After she found out what it really was, she didn't eat anything for three whole days.
"Well, Angela, don't you think a part of the turtle looks like something...? Arvin set a trap and waited for Angela to jump into it.
"Well, it seems very like tortoise. Everybody knows that, yeah?" Angela replied innocently.
Although Angela didn't fall into his trap, Arvin did not give up. He patiently explained to Angela, "Well, it is some part that I am talking about..."
After three minutes.
"Ooops!" A scream came out of the Pagani followed by a low but clear ripple of laughter from Arvin.
Angela finally understood what Arvin was suggesting. Her face blushed. She covered her chest with her hand to hold her sickness back. She didn't expect that Arvin would be so... dirty!
Ever since that, Angela couldn't help thinking of penis wherever she saw tortoises. Her thoughts were contaminated too. How?
Well, Angela refused to eat anything after this dirty joke.
At last, Arvin persuaded Angela to eat something ordinary. They went to a regular restaurant. The manager welcomed them in. They started to browse the options. Avrin pointed at a dish and asked Angela, "How about this one?"
Angela looked at where Arvin was pointing and felt awkward right away. That dish was Bread Soaked in Wild Turtle Soup.
She got angry. 'Why does Arvin keep joking with me?' "I won't eat anything if you keep doing this, " she said seriously.
Arvin knew that if he continued to do this, he would cross a line. He held his tongue. "Okay. I won't do this. I promise, " he said with comfort in his voice.
The restaurant manager was shocked to see Arvin apologizing.
Everyone here knew who Arvin was. Well, to be more accurate, everyone in J City knew who Arvin was.
They also knew that Arvin was a indifferent and cold man.
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