Agatha Anderson
Agatha Anderson

He's an unexpected variable that I really need to get rid of.

-Agatha

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Where are you taking me, Mr Winston?" sue Agatha suspiciously as soon as the man gets out of the car and opens the door for her.

"Pacify your stomach that has been protesting since. Come on," Winston grabbed Agatha's hand gently yet strong enough to force Agatha down.

"I won't do anything weird Agatha, don't put on such a suspicious face."

"Hell, how do I believe in the words of someone who's a hobby of breaking into other people's privacy."

Ignoring his protest Winston walked ahead of the woman to a house that still seemed to have residents awake at midnight. Meanwhile Agatha was forced to follow the man in front of her and prepare with an emergency number on her phone if this man messed with her.

After entering the house Agatha was a little surprised to see the interior of what appeared to be a restaurant. The warm atmosphere was immediately felt for Agatha who had just come to the place for the first time.

"Oh Christ! Long time no see you, what brings you here?" A woman in her mid-50s walked over when she saw them coming.

"Hi Ellena," said Winston who then hugged the woman, apparently they were quite close.

"Did I surprise you?."

"Yes, I don't think you've been coming for nearly three months. Then who's the pretty lady you brought this time?" asked the woman named Ellena as her eyes caught Agatha's presence not far from the door.

Christopher Winston turned to Agatha then smiled.

"He's the reason I came Elle, the hungry wife-to-be in the middle of the night," she said lightly, without caring that Agatha had denounced the protests and refrained from being rude to others.

"Wife candidate? Jesus Christ! Iwaaang! Hurry up and meet our Christ who came with his future wife" Ellena shouted at someone who seemed to be still inside.

Before long a handsome man who seemed to be the same age as Ellena came out of the pantry. The man still looks charming at his young age, with his dark bronze eyes smiling and hugging Christopher and patting him on the shoulder.

"So you came all of a sudden with a wife-to-be?"

"I think so, come here Agatha." said Christopher who then walked up to Agatha who was quite speechless and upset, then without caring the man holding Agatha's hand brought her closer to the couple in front of them.

This sucks and Agatha doesn't know why she's following Christopher Winston. It was eager for him to get out of this situation after the man casually introduced himself to his acquaintance as his future wife. And what makes Agatha even more upset is that she can't argue with Winston and just shut up even though now it feels like she wants to tear apart the man who is currently in the kitchen with the two restaurant owners.

Agatha strongly refrained from going berserk in the presence of strangers she had just met, of course she had to keep her image.

It was 01.25am and he was still out with the person he disliked the most at the moment.

Agatha sat on one of the tables in the corner of the room with large windows facing the spacious courtyard with beautiful decorative lights. But why admire the beauty of the atmosphere at this hour?

But what makes Agatha a little surprised is some visitors who are still here at this hour. Isn't it past the operating hours of a restaurant to open?

His daydreaming event was marred by the arrival of Christopher Winston who brought a plate of beef wrapped in baked pastry puff, carrying a seductive aroma to Agatha's stomach which had been tormented since. But Agatha is not the name if you immediately welcome a delicious dish in front of her with enthusiasm like others but put her flat face with both hands folded in front of the chest, especially in front of Christopher Winston who hated him he did not want to show the slightest weak attitude.

"So this is the dinner menu-ah, your early morning meal Agatha," Winston said as he placed the plate in front of Agatha with satisfaction clearly drawn on his face.

"You're forcing me to eat at this hour, Mr Winston?" agatha asked sarcas despite the fact that her stomach had been struggling since.

"Yes I insisted because I did not want to see my future wife faint after arriving at her house alone."

"Why? That's right, well whether it's sooner or later you're going to be my wife, Agatha."

"That's not gonna happen."

"We don't know what's going on in Agatha's future, so eat it immediately or it'll be cold" he said with a satisfied smile.

Is this guy not tired? Smiling intermittently. Hid.

Agatha hesitated, she wanted to eat but her pride was higher in the presence of this man. He did not want to look hungry even though Winston had heard his stomach sound earlier.

After considering for a moment, Agatha straightened her body and picked up the tableware and prepared to eat the dish when she realized that Winston was looking at her with his hands propping up his chin.

"You're not eating?"

"Hm? I was still waiting for my dish to be ready from Elle and Dave," he replied without turning his gaze away from Agatha who of course made the woman careless and then put down her knife and fork.

"Why?"

"I can't eat with someone's starving gaze before me" he replied coldly.

"I'm not as hungry as Agatha, just eat first," then shortly after Elle came to bring a bowl of processed chicken dishes that also has a tempting aroma.

"Chicken tikka your favorite masala Christ, as well as fries," the woman said as she placed the dish before Winston.

"Thanks, Elle." - "Thanks."

"May you enjoy it, and Agatha you have to finish your meal made directly by Christ" said the woman who immediately made Agatha look at the man before her who now seemed to want to refute.

"really?" ask Agatha later.

"Ah, yes that is, this is how I can cook," muttered the man in a soft voice that Agatha could still hear. And somehow Agatha felt that man was a little shy.

"Christ is good at cooking and often helped us here when he was young and not as busy as he is now. You have to ask her to cook for you, Agatha, often," the woman laughed lightly making the awkward atmosphere warm up a little because now Christopher Winston was desperately struggling to hide his face that was crimson due to Ellena's speech.

"Elle, stop talking about me and let us eat the dishes" the man said with a light laugh until Elle left the two in silence.

And Agatha can say that this dish is really very delicious or because of her hungry stomach.

After a short conversation with the restaurant owner, they finally went home. Now that Agatha was really tired, her head felt throbbing because her sleeping hours had already passed very late while it was now showing at 02:15 in the morning.

On the way home the two chose silence or rather Winston let Agatha rest. The woman turned her face outward with her head leaning against the window.

At least Christopher felt guilty for 'bringing' this woman to midnight but he probably let Agatha go home on an empty stomach because she must have chosen to ignore her hunger.

He glimpsed Agatha who seemed to have fallen asleep and a smile was engraved on the corner of her lips. Today he really did not expect to meet Agatha by the roadside. Indeed some time yesterday he often spent time to be around Agatha but today he was busy by the affairs of the headquarters with Leon to make it home at midnight.

And fate kindly brought him to meet Agatha.

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