Mr Trap. Coldhearted
The Part 102
For the first time Cathleen was picked up by her husband. But he did not ask. And the picking up style is really strange, usually men come to bring their own vehicles, but Gerald only comes with a body dressed casually.
Cathleen's car, which was repaired after hitting a stop a few months ago, began walking on the asphalt in Helsinki.
Cathleen's lips never faded her smile and her eyes also kept staring at Gerald who seemed to focus on the road with a flat face.
“Why stare at me?” ask the conscious Gerald if he notices. But he did not glance towards the sweet lady beside him.
Cathleen shook her head slowly. “I didn't expect you to suddenly come to my company just to pick me up. Though usually I go home to my own apartment.”
“Because I want to try to get closer to you. Maybe with us shopping together, it can be more helpful to cause a sense in my heart,” explained Gerald. Still a little stiff as he spoke long. Maybe because it was the transition from a cold, stingy figure making a sound, to a slightly warmer person.
“I'm glad that we can both go out like this,” Cathleen replied. After a long time did not feel happy, finally the heart began to be overgrown with flowers that slowly bloom.
The four-wheeled vehicle stopped at a red light. Then Gerald looked at his wife. “We have never dated. Will you date me someday?”
Of course Cathleen nodded her head immediately. “Bby, when can we do a date?” The sound coming out of those sweet lips showed enthusiasm. How can you refuse to go alone with the husband, what else is the nature of Gerald who now almost meets all types of men his dreams that do not like to spread charm with women, attention, mysterious, mysterious, emotions are more stable even if the anger must be silent, rarely snapping, not rude, and certainly never curbed.
“Let's find a good day. Maybe on holiday so you don't get too tired after a long day of work.”
“When I can.”
Gerald did not respond anymore. He drove off the car after the lights turned green.
“Where do you want to shop?” ask Gerald who does not know the direction of the wife's destination but has been running the car since.
“Terserusah, in the nearest supermarket can also,” replied Cathleen.
“Oke.” Gerald finally stopped the vehicle in front of the supermarket closest to the direction of the road.
“You want me to join?” gerald bargained as he reached out to the wife who was trying to be loved.
“Bby, if you're not shy of seeing a lot of people.” Cathleen also fused the palm with Gerald.
“I'm not ashamed, just less used to it like this. Maybe slowly I can enjoy the life now.”
For the first time, Gerald and Cathleen join hands in a public place. Their mood is also different than before.
No one cares if they walk together. It wasn't just Gerald and Cathleen who showed such physical contact in public.
Both of them entered the supermarket, Cathleen was about to take a trolley because she was used to it. But Gerald's hand prevents.
“Let me just.” Gerald slowly removed Cathleen's hand from the trolley's grip. And he pushed that thing.
Cathleen felt like she had the perfect wedding. Her lips could not let out a happy smile. “We go there first, I want to buy a snack,” take him while pointing to a hallway where snack.
Gerald simply responded with a nod. But the legs swung in the direction in question. The two walked together without going back together.
Arriving on the shelves where snacks lined up many and varied, Cathleen was busy choosing, Gerald so. They turn their backs on each other because what they are looking for is different.
The road in the hallway was slightly reduced because there were bodies of newlyweds who turned their backs on each other. Because they focus on choosing snacks, until they do not realize that there are people passing by and accidentally nudge a little Cathleen's waist.
“Aw ...,” strangle Cathleen.
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