Chapter 194 I Am Yours

Book:The Reborn Wife Published:2024-5-1

Elena was not so stupid that she would ask him about the purpose he got close to her. If he wanted to reveal it, then he would tell her himself.
If he did not want her to know, then there was no use to ask anyway.
She picked up the chopsticks and ate the food on the table.
She could bear with that for the next two hours.
She could still make it back in time to see Aryan before the afternoon session.
She had expressed her full confidence in Aryan in front of the team.
Even so, she still had her doubts. Could Aryan finish with his sketches, while he helped Rufus with the inking as well?
If he could not do that, then Rufus might have difficulties in passing his round of the competition.
When all was said and done, it had looked quite hard, indeed.
Her absent-minded demeanor made Henry even more frustrated.
He slammed his glass down onto the table with a loud thud.
Before he could say anything else, Elena stated, “If a meal with me makes you so angry, why do you subject yourself to this self-abuse?”
He was the one who insisted that she made time for the two hours that she had owed him.
Why was he still angry when she was already there to have a meal with him?
Henry was dumbstruck. ‘Self-abuse?’ How could those two words be appropriate to describe him?
“You owe me!” his voice boomed.
“Hmm.” Elena did not deny it. Why was she there, otherwise?
Yet, Henry was very annoyed with her. That woman’s response was extremely irritating!
“Aren’t you angry to discover that I am a member of the Sharp family?” At least, she should be angry at herself.
However, he had no idea why he was angry in the first place!
“Would that make you happier? If I was upset?” Elena suddenly looked up to stare at him.
The question pierced through Henry.
Why should his happiness be dependent on someone else’s emotions?
Nevertheless, his emotions were a mess then.
“You were mocking me in your story,” he declared again.
Elena rubbed her temples. What was wrong with all those Bentson’s hotshots anyway? Why were they so childish?
“No, I didn’t. I just wanted my story to stand out among the rest of the teams,” she replied as she stared at his eyes.
“I could see to it that you are not selected.” Was he not the chief judge, after all?
“Are you someone who can’t differentiate between his private and business affairs?” Elena shrugged as if she did not give a damn about it.
“Well, it’s a live broadcasted event. If Second Young Master Sharp could not appreciate my work, there are bound to be others that would.”
The worst-case scenario for them was that top-tier companies like Sharp or Williams Corporation would not invite the team to a part of them. Well, she had no intention to join them anyway.
It was apparent that her studio would have a higher chance of finding a company to collaborate with them after the competition.
“Do you really have that much integrity?” He narrowed his eyes.
“No, I am a person with no integrity at all. If you were to tell me that the Sharp Corporation had selected our team, my head would be in the clouds.”
That was true. She had never tried to conceal her hopes.
“However, if the Sharp Corporation doesn’t choose us, I wouldn’t beg for it either. It’s that simple.”
Henry stared at her tiny face. He knew that she meant what she said, but why did he feel mocked?
Yes, mocked!
That b*itch had mocked him since the day he knew her!
Elena felt powerless. She could guess what was in his mind.
However, she really wanted to tell him that she never wanted to mock him.
She was very serious about the competition, and she had wholly focused and devoted herself to the competition.
Yet, Second Young Master Sharp did not believe her. He still thought that he was connected to her story somehow.
Finally, she said, “Let’s eat, the food is getting cold.”
“I refuse to eat!” Why was she so annoying?
“Don’t you have to judge the competition in the afternoon? The process will take three hours. It would be very embarrassing if you were hungry halfway through and needed to leave in the middle of the competition for some food.
“I refuse to eat!” It did not matter if he was hungry or not; it was none of her concern.
“You don’t want to eat?”
“No.” Well, not unless she begs him to eat!
“Then… people like you would not want to pack up the food to go, right?”
“What!” Pack to go? Disgraceful!
“Then, I’ll just help myself.” Elena was extremely happy with that.
She immediately picked up the chopsticks and helped herself until she was stuffed, after which she walked toward the exit.
“Your time’s not up yet, where do you think you’re going?” Henry’s expression was as gloomy as a dark cloud.
“I know. I know my time’s not up yet. I’m just calling the waiter.”
“There’s a call button on the table!” That stupid woman, it was evident that she did not frequent such high-end establishments often.
“Oh, wow. I’m really outdated.” Elena hurried back to her seat and rang the bell.
Within two seconds, a waiter knocked on the door and entered.
“Second Young Master, what is your order?” the waiter asked respectfully.
Henry remained silent, but Elena smiled and pointed at the food on the table, “Could I trouble you to pack these to go, please?”
“Pack to go?” The waiter was shocked. He had never seen Second Young Master Sharp pack anything ‘to go.’
Henry felt as if a lump had stuck in his chest. She frustrated him to the point that he almost spewed blood.
He had not even started to eat, and that woman had wanted to pack the food to go!
“That’s right. Second Young Master Sharp is not hungry. I’d hate to see all these food go to waste.”
Elena acted like it was the most natural thing to do and did not feel that something was amiss with her request, “Quick, get me a packing box.”
The waiter looked at Henry; he was a little embarrassed.
Second Young Master Sharp packed the leftovers to go. If other people heard about it, would he not be embarrassed?
Henry pursed his thin lips. Then he suddenly stood up and walked out of the room. His back was as cold as a glacier.
Second Young Master Sharp had always been gentle and elegant. It was the first time that he had shown that side of him.
“Hey! What’s wrong with you? Can’t I just pack it to go?”
Elena chased after him. She did not want another phone call from him, demanding that she accompany him for another hour and a half.
Debts were best paid off in full. Who knew what he would make her do the next time?
“I just wanted to get some leftovers to go. What’s the big deal?”
Even though they were on the street, Elena still thought about the delicious food on that table.
Luacs and the rest of the team could have had their lunch at the university cafeteria, but the food would not be anywhere near as good as the ones that she had eaten. It was really a waste of good food.
“Second Young Master Sharp, where are you going? I can’t catch up with you.”
Henry walked so fast that Elena was nearly out of breath as she chased after him.
Finally, she just stopped and stared at his back. “I’m here to accompany you. It’s you that doesn’t want my company!”
Anyway, she had already spent two hours with him. He had better not expect her to give him any more of her time. That woman did not catch up to him!
Henry could not just walk away from her, and so he returned to where she was.
“You owe me. Don’t you have any intention of repaying me?”
“Of course, I’ll repay you. Haven’t I been with you this entire time? My afternoon belongs to Second Young Master Sharp.”
Elena forced a charming smile on her lips and stretched out her hand to touch his chin.
Henry turned his face away from her hands. “Get your filthy hands away from me.”
“My entire body is filthy. Or would you rather I leave for the next one and a half hour?”
He hated her, and yet he wanted to keep her by his side. How weird was that?
Elena leaned toward him as she hoped that it would be enough for him to drive her away. Her hand ended up on his shoulders as she moved closer toward him.
“Second Young Master Sharp, I’m yours now. Don’t you want me?”
When her hands fell onto Henry’s shoulders, his body tensed.
Disgusting! Loathsome! How he wished that he could just shove her away! However, his eyes suddenly softened. He grabbed her other wrist and spun her into his arms. “You. Are you really mine?”