This was the first time Agnes had seen Jared in casual wear. He was always prim and proper as if he lived in a bubble.
But now, dressed in a casual hoodie with a cartoon pattern, it felt like he was a different person. Just a piece of clothing made him seem a lot more approachable like he wasn’t always on a pedestal.
Seeing Agnes staring at him, Jared asked, “What, isn’t it pretty?”
Agnes quickly replied, “It suits you well. It makes you look a lot younger.”
“You’re saying I looked old before?”
This guy always picking a fight!
“Do you still want to eat the burger?” retorted Agnes.
Before he could reply, Agnes was already off, nimble as a deer, making her way into the bustling food street.
The street was a riot of lights and sounds, the smell of barbecue wafting in the air, a mix of spices creating an intoxicating aroma.
Without missing a beat, Agnes found “Burger Barn” in a quiet nook of the food street.
After finding a seat, Jared asked her curiously, “Where’s the menu?”
Agnes chuckled, “What menu? This ain’t that type of place.”
And with that, she hollered towards the entrance, “Hey boss, two of your signature beef burger meals. The big one.”
“Alright!” the boss called back amidst the hustle and bustle.
The burgers arrived quickly, and Agnes, famished, took a big bite, letting out a satisfied sigh. “This is the best burger I’ve ever had. Every bite is full of juicy beef and veggies. It’s so satisfying.
Jared took his time, taking a small bite of his burger.
Agnes watched him expectantly, “How is it? Good, right?”
To Jared, it tasted pretty average.
But seeing Agnes‘ bright, hopeful eyes, he calmly said, “It’s not bad.“.
Agnes‘ eyes lit up, a hint of smugness flashing in them. “You fancy folks who are used to high–end food, you’ll find these simple delights delicious occasionally.”
Jared replied, “If you like it, we can come more often.”
Agnes looked up, getting lost in Jared’s deep gaze. His voice was gentle. His casual words made her heart race.
She felt there must be something wrong with her heart, as it seemed to beat wildly at the smallest things.
To divert her attention, Agnes started a new topic, “Um…could you do me a favour?”
She clearly saw Jared’s frown upon hearing that.
Before she could ask for help, he seemed repulsed. It seemed like hope was thin.
Jared began, “I don’t appreciate being addressed as ‘um‘. If you need help, at least address me properly, or I’ll think you’re not sincere.”
So he was bothered by that.
Agnes quickly responded with a smile, “Mr. Whitfield, Mr. CEO, Mr. Handsome, Mr. Whitfield…
Jared shook his head, “Still not sincere enough.”
“Then what do you want me to call you?”
“Try calling me ‘husband“.” Jared said coolly.