LRAB Chapter 19: Was He Trying to Flaunt His Wealth Like the Male Lead?
Chapter 19: Was He Trying to Flaunt His Wealth Like the Male Lead?
Chapter 19: Was He Trying to Flaunt His Wealth Like the Male Lead?
Leslie pretended not to notice how piercing Calix's gaze on her was, fully understanding his action might cause her indigestion. With quite a difficulty, she swallowed a bite of her food.
Frowning, Leslie stared back at Calix, "Why are you looking at me like that? Still thinking why does a soul like me need to eat?"
Calix narrowed his eyes as he listened to her questions. Leaning his chin on the back of his hand, he didn't move his gaze away from Leslie.
"Why did you reject my offer? Don't you wanna go shopping? If you don't want clothes, we can get something else."
"Huh?"
Leslie unconsciously enlarged her eyes, disbelief flickering in them. Without holding back, she threw some questions as a response to Calix's silly inquiries.
"Why couldn't I reject your offer? First thing first, do you think I need to go shopping for clothes or anything? I'm not smelly even if I don't shower."
Their conversation that happened at the lake before reoccurred inside Calix's home office. The young man decided to let Leslie have lunch there instead of in the kitchen.
The home office provided them with better privacy. This was one of Calix's precautions not having people think he was crazy for talking to the air.
Leslie couldn't believe that Calix was still thinking of her refusal. She eyed him with various question marks popping into her mind.
Did this young CEO's pride get hurt because of the rejection despite having plausible reasons?
Was he trying to flaunt his wealth like how the male lead Xander did to the female lead Violet?
He should save it for his real wife later!
Calix pursed his lips. Pushing his body backward, he leaned on the chair's backrest while crossing his arms over his chest, assuming a relaxed position.
"I'm not talking about your smell," said Calix after a moment of silence, referring to Leslie's last question, "It's just... if you want new clothes, I'll buy them for you. You can wear them, right? Like this dress on you?"@@@@
Leslie looked down at the pink dress worn over her body. It was not the same white one as yesterday's.
Yet, he was also the same man who was concerned about her having meals and rest despite his ranting complaints.
In less than forty-eight hours since the first time they met, Leslie's impression of Calix kept getting better.
Putting down the chopsticks, Leslie tried to give the most earnest smile she could to Calix. His eyes were still on hers.
"For now, I desire nothing aside from the favor I wanna ask you."
Calix dropped his arms. He leisurely fiddled with the lowest button of his burgundy vest. Lifting up an eyebrow, he inquired, "Seems like you're gonna ask for something big. When will you tell me?"
Calix was genuinely intrigued by this so-called favor Leslie wished to get from him. He still remembered the flicker of desperation she quickly hid from her face yesterday, during the time she first brought it up.
Leslie tensed up, inadvertently straightening up her posture. The little movement caught Calix's eyes.
"Tonight. I'll tell you tonight," Leslie smiled had a hint of sadness, "I also... don't want to waste time."
The longer she kept delaying in finding Calliope, the day of them reuniting would also be pushed back. Leslie sincerely didn't want that.
Mimo kept telling her that Calliope was safe and sound yet, her motherly heart wished to hug her little daughter as soon as she could.
"Okay. I'll wait for it tonight."
Calix nodded, showing no signs of pressuring her. With a slight tilt of his chin, he pointed at the food.
"Eat more. We'll stop somewhere. As you said, I should bring gifts for my parents-in-law."
"...yes, thank you."
With no more questions being raised, Leslie quietly finished her meal. She didn't want to waste Aunt Wendy's delicious homecooked meal.
Calix had stopped looking at Leslie. He was playing with his phone, seemingly preoccupied with something.