The woman had rushed all the way, as if she didnât want to spend one second longer strolling around with him.
âItâs not a chore,â Blanca said, looking at him seriously. âItâs just really uncomfortable. Canât you feel it? Ever since we stepped in the mall, thereâs been people looking at you constantly. Theyâre even taking pictures of us.â
She didnât like to be gawped at like some zoo exhibit.
â...really? I havenât noticed.â
Matthew wasnât aware at all. Heâd probably experienced this sort of thing too much to pay attention.
Still, if she didnât like to stand out, then they could go for more low-profile outfits next time.
Matthew took her to a familiar storefront straight away, got people to frame the work, and commanded, âSend it to my place after youâre done.â
âAll right.â
Matthew had dealt with it directly, and Blanca looked at him, somewhat taken aback. âYou were taking me around in circles deliberately?â
Matthew had brought her to the mall, and theyâd walked around without finding a suitable place. Blanca had thought that there just wasnât one, but now, seemed like Matthew was just taking her around the mall!
Still, she didnât hate walking around...
âJust walking around with you.â
Matthew had never gone out with a girl and strolled around before, but when he saw Blancaâs excited expression, heâd felt it was fun, so heâd stayed and walked around with her for a while longer. As for artwork stores, of course he had some idea.
Blanca, though, grew dubious. Wasnât he usually busy? Whyâd he get the free time to stroll around with her?
âDonât you men all hate walking around in malls?â
âHow many men have you gone walking around with, then?â Matthew shot back, his face growing cool.
Blanca massaged her forehead. âNot that many...â
âHm?â
âI mean, I read it from a book. Anyway, thanks for today.â
Blanca grumbled at how she always ended up so nervous with this guy. Right, sheâd never gone out with a guy before.
Matthew narrowed his eyes. âIf you want to thank me, donât just say it. Do something.â
Blancaâs eyes widened, and she was wondering what the man meant. Matthew shook his head, exasperated, and bent down slightly, giving her a peck on the cheek.
Blanca blushed bright red. âWh-what are you doing? People will stare...â
Not just that, really â aside from a few passersby who couldnât help but look at the couple, there were tabloids following them and snapping pictures.
âWhatâs the issue? Weâre out in the open as a good-looking pair. Let them stare.â
â...â
This guy looked so cold regularly, so what was with this way of words...
Still, the artworks of Alan had been framed, and Matthew needed to get back to work. He had his driver take Blanca home while he went to the company. But before he left, Matthew told Blanca what he wanted to eat for the afternoon...
What a tyrant!
He had so many servants and lackeys and he still ask her to deliver the food!
After Blanca went home, Mrs. Brown had already prepared a veritable feast.
Sheâd delayed on the way back, so she didnât have the time to put on makeup or change her clothes. She directly took the lunchbox and headed for the Empire Group Building.
Blanca stepped in and walked to the CEO exclusive elevator like she owned the place. The people behind her saw her and were all like thunderstruck!
âHoly! You see her face?! Isnât that the woman from the press conference?â
âIs she our chairmanâs wife, then?â
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