Lowering his head, Leon turned his eyes away from Michelle's face. He couldn't bear to see the person he loved fear him.
Left with no choice, he had to continue.
"You made breakfast just for me, but why did you have to give it to someone else? And you even gave it to another man. From now on, you can only make breakfast for me, alright?"
Bending down, he gently pressed his forehead against hers. The tip of her nose felt cold on his skin.
Intentionally, Leon talked slowly so that he wouldn't scare her.
"Huh? Don't you have anything to say about it?" he asked.
Deep inside, Michelle did have something to say.
But she didn't want to be impolite and interrupt him.
Because Leon couldn't look at her face at this moment, he failed to see that her eyes were brighter now.
Michelle's eyes were clear and peaceful, like the blue sky after the rainclouds had passed.
There was no fear in her eyes. Only joy remained.
When it was her turn to speak, Michelle asked softly, "Tell me the truth, Leon. Are you jealous?"
She couldn't help but let out a few quiet giggles while she eagerly waited for his answer.
Then Leon finally raised his head to look at her face.
What he saw in her eyes was pure, innocent joy.
In that moment, Leon felt as if a warm, fluffy cloud enveloped his heart. In a split second, relief took over his chest and replaced the anxiousness he felt.
The overflowing happiness he felt in his heart made him smile.
"Alright, I'll admit it. Yes, I'm jealous," he said to her.
For Michelle, his jealousy meant that he really did love her. Three years ago, she learned that this was a foolproof way of knowing if someone was truly in love. It was absolutely impossible to fake.
It was the sign that she had been waiting for.
In her heart, she was very satisfied.
Having heard the answer she wanted, Michelle jumped excitedly into his arms. She wrapped her arms around his waist as if hugging a big tree.
"Hey, Leon. I have something else in mind. Can you be more jealous from now on?"
It was such an unusual request.
Leon was left speechless, trying to think of an explanation for it.
Most girls hate it when their boyfriends get too jealous. However, Michelle was asking for the exact opposite.
'Jealousy doesn't just appear out of thin air. There must be a reason for it to exist.
Is it because she's planning to flirt with Tim? Is this why she's asking me to be more jealous?' he thought to himself.
Thinking of this, Leon smiled. 'Does she want me to die of jealousy?'
"That's a very risky idea." Pulling away from her, Leon wanted to scold her for her proposal. However, the words got stuck in his throat when he saw the gentle smile on her face.
Finally, all that he could blurt out was, "Just don't talk with Tim too much. I don't like it."
'Hmm. I guess he must be jealous since he's trying to keep me away from Tim. He really does like me, doesn't he?'
Michelle thought. She was sure that that was the case. "Anything else?" she asked eagerly.
Leon was surprised.
He felt as if there was something wrong.
At the moment, he still couldn't figure it out. So he decided to be transparent with Michelle and tell her what was in his heart.
Putting his hand on her shoulder, Leon looked straight into her eyes. "I don't want you to be in contact with Tim that much, Michelle. The same goes for other men. And also, I don't want you to call anyone's name intimately except for me."
"Okay, agreed!"
Michelle answered, nodding a couple of times. "Anything else you had in mind?"
Never before had Leon seen a girlfriend so accommodating. For a second, he couldn't help but smile at her.
"Whatever I give you, I want it to be only yours. I don't want you to share or give it to someone else. I want you to have it, just you. That goes for the things you do for me as well. I don't want anyone else having the same privilege. So, I want to be the only person who you cook breakfast for. Just me, okay?"
"No problem. Deal!" At first, Michelle agreed to his conditions without hesitation. But after thinking it over for a while, she felt that it was a bit unreasonable.
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