“Didn’t you tell me to drink more water?”
Gabriel laughed dryly, then continued drinking, gulping down the water straight down his throat.
It’s salty.
It’s too salty.
“…”
He actually listened.
Paige took her eyes off him and continued peeling the apple, “What should I cook tonight? How about some chicken soup?”
This is what a slow-paced life is like. Every day, you eat one meal and wonder what you’ll eat next, and there’s nothing else to do.
“Puff…”
Gabriel spat out a mouthful of water, and his small body collapsed lifelessly onto the kitchen counter.
Would it be okay to eat takeout tonight? It would be okay!
Enrico half-laying there watching TV, with one hand under his head and one hand holding an apple and eating, said expressionlessly on hearing this, “Is cooking the only way you can coax people?”
“…”
Do you want me to change the way I coax you?
Paige looked at him with a headache, “Why don’t you ask Mr. Gustin for advice?”
She really didn’t have that many tricks up her sleeve.
Enrico looked at her with a vacant stare, “I teach you to coax me?”
“…”
I really want to hit him.
Paige ignored him and just watched the TV while peeling the apple. In fact, she knew what Enrico wanted to hear, the kind of thing that a child shouldn’t hear, but the problem was that she happened to be carrying a child with her.
Enrico looked at the TV, and his eyes fell on Paige, who was staring at the TV screen with a blank expression and about to cut her hand with the fruit knife. He said unhappily, “If you can’t let go of work, don’t come. I didn’t ask…”
A flash of cold light.
The fruit knife pierced into his eyes, and a gust of cold wind swept past.
“…”
Enrico’s pupils constricted, and Paige turned her head, holding the fruit knife in her hand, her eyes staring at him with extraordinary seriousness, “I’ve let go.”
“…”
Enrico looked at the fruit knife in front of him with a slightly deeper gaze, and took a bite of the apple.
Paige sat there, looking at him word for word, “I do care about business, and I also feel that I have a responsibility to do more, but I also want you to know that even if sometimes I forget to consider your feelings, you are also more than anything else to me.”
“…”
Enrico still remained half-lying on top, chewing the apple in his mouth, the sweet juice sliding down his throat.
“And this time, rather than saying that I kept things from you and made decisions on my own, I would rather say that I felt that Country A was more important than my life, that the Ferris wheel virus was more important than my life, and that keeping you from worrying was more important than all of that. If it weren’t based on that, I wouldn’t dare do it at all.”
“…”
“You’ve never come second to anyone,”
Paige emphasized again, her expression solemn. “You can be angry, you can mock me, but don’t misunderstand me.
She had never done it because she didn’t think he was important.
On the contrary, he was too important to her.
Tsk.
This apple is so sweet that it’ll make your teeth fall out.
Enrico’s dark eyes stared at her, and then he looked again at the fruit knife pointed directly at him. “You’re going to use this knife to make sure I don’t misunderstand?”
“I’m just afraid that before I finish saying this, you’ll say something about me again.”
Paige then withdrew the fruit knife and continued to peel the apple, her head hung low and her eyebrows a little gloomy.
Enrico sat up straight on the sofa with a roll of his body, and watched her bite into the apple. A light shadow fell under his handsome nose, and his long eyelashes fluttered slightly.
After a long time, long enough for him to finish the entire apple, he said nonchalantly, “Prepare a gift for me.”
Hearing this, Paige’s eyes lit up, and she looked at him sideways, “Preparing a gift will make you not angry?”
“That’s only if I’m satisfied.”
Enrico threw the apple core into the trash can.
“No problem.”
Paige finally saw the end of her suffocating days, and her mood suddenly improved. She put down the apple she hadn’t finished peeling and said, “I’ll go find a gift right now.”
As she was about to get up, Enrico grabbed her wrist and tugged her back.
“It’s so hot in the middle of the day, are you going out to sweat?” Enrico said unhappily.
Oh, he was worried about her getting hot.
Paige looked at his handsome face with its clearly defined features and curled the corners of her mouth up a little in amusement. She sat obediently and said, “Oh, then I’ll go look for it when it’s not so hot outside.”
Enrico snorted through his nose, let go of her hand and continued watching TV.
“There’s nothing in your house, so why don’t you go back to my place?”
Paige said again. Gabriel’s clothes and toys were all there, and it would be a hassle to move them all over.
“No,” Enrico said.
“I meant a home in this neighborhood.”
She wasn’t asking him to move back to The Capital.
Paige tried again.
“No.”
“Gabriel is old enough to be trained to sleep in a separate room.”
Paige’s cheeks flushed a little as she said this, her hint was really obvious.
“No.”
Enrico was unusually resolute this time, so much so that Paige was a little suspicious. Was he really so angry that he had decided to become a vegetarian?
Paige was very puzzled, and this doubt did not stop until the evening.
As night fell, just after dinner, Paige went to the bathroom and discovered that her period had come on time, and the necessities were in the compartment where the toilet paper was stored.
“…”
Paige looked at the thin layer of necessities in front of her and had an epiphany.
It turned out that Enrico had not suddenly changed his temperament, from a carnivore to a vegetarian, but the conditions did not allow it…
Why is he still remembering this kind of day?
She was a little speechless, but looking at the well-stocked necessities, she had an unbearable sweetness in her heart.
Running away from home and buying all these things, how did he buy them, did he pick them out at the supermarket himself?
Paige saw a small invoice next to it, oh, that’s clever, mobile shopping.
It turned out that Enrico had activated mobile payment in order to run away from home, so he didn’t have to be as poor as before and ask his son to pay for a hotel room.
Paige laughed out loud.
…
But for the next two days, Paige couldn’t stop laughing.
The gifts she had spent so much time picking out were all rejected by Enrico as insincere: the tie was no good, the belt was no good, the watch was no good…
Everything was no good.
“I lack this tie of yours?”
“I lack this belt?”
“My watches are all limited editions, and you think you can find a better one than mine here in this border town?”
Paige wanted to throw him out.
What a pain in the ass.
As dusk fell and the sky grew less hot, Paige walked to the entrance of the housing estate to pick up the ingredients she had purchased on her phone and head back to prepare dinner.
“Mommy Gabriel!”
A warm voice came from behind.
Paige turned her head and saw Fryday cheerfully walking towards her. She smiled and greeted, “Hello Fryday.”
“Going back to cook?” Fryday asked.
“Yes,” Paige nodded.
Fryday glanced at the ingredients in her bag, “There’s so much, it’s too much for two people to eat, isn’t it?”
Paige was about to explain when Fryday grabbed her sleeve and looked at her seriously with a frown, ‘Tell Fryday, did your husband not come back with you?”
“Huh?’ Paige was stunned.
“Then Sheryl went around telling people that you don’t come home every day, and that you go to a man’s house with groceries and stay there all day. Is that true?” Fryday asked.