A/N: Hello, everyone. This is your Khiegilsan and I welcome you to another short chapter, lol. Anyway, I'm not really in the mood yet and I have hard time writing this chapter. But I hope that you will enjoy this chapter to the fullest. 

P.S. Please do leave some comment, because it will help me to prolong the end of this book. Thank you!

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 I SMILE widely at his response.

This was the first time that Natsu had shown such a lukewarm response to me. I got what I needed and after an hour three big carts were in front of us. A satisfied smile formed into my lips before I turned my head to the person behind me.

"I'm done."

"Obviously" he mumble under his breath, he look for a moment on his wrist watch and then turn his eyes on me again "We should grab our lunch before we proceed on your sister's house, babe"

I nodded at him. I ignored him and looked again at the three large carts in front of us. I checked to see if there was anything missing from what I had bought or not.

Eventually I felt his hands around my waist. I immediately looked up at him but he was glaring in the other direction. He seemed to sense my gaze on him, so he immediately turned his gaze to me.

"Is there a problem?" I was about to look in the direction he was looking but he just pulled me even closer to his "Natsu!" I exclaim – my face is probably blushing because of this awkward and PDA situation.

His lips twisted into an impish smile as if he was enjoying seeing my discomfort "What is it, babe?"

My eyebrow scrunched on what he said "Stop fooling around, Natsu!" I whisper enough for him to hear.

He didn't answer immediately and looked in the other direction again - then he removed his hand from my waist.

After an hour of waiting in line, we were able to pay for our purchases. We first borrowed two carts to store our groceries.

"Where do you want to eat?"

I shrugged "Anywhere?"

I'm not sensitive to what I eat. He can take me anywhere to eat. Wait! Why does what I said seem wrong? Or are there only two meanings of the words I can think of?

Eventually, he just chose to eat at a fast food chain. I ignored his orders and just watched him do what he wanted.

One of the things I noticed about this guy is, he wants to always be followed. In other words, he was a spoiled one.

His forehead furrowed as he noticed me looking at him "Is there a problem?"

I nodded "I realized you were spoiled!"

"What?"

I shrugged my shoulders "Don't mind me" I chuckle "Anyway, I think we bought the wrong car for this day" I mumble.

"I didn't know you were planning to buy the whole grocery store" he whispered.

I frowned "I only bought a little."

"Are you sure?" he asked me incredulously.

The three carts is not enough. Maybe there's more to purchase. I'm just embarrassed to take everything because I know I won't be the one to pay for what I take. See? How considerate I am?

Soon our meals arrived, my forehead furrowed as I watched the plates being laid out in front of us. After a while "We'll just follow the desserts"

What the heck! "Is this the last time I'll eat?"

His forehead furrowed as food was placed on my plate "Why did you even think that, babe?"

"It's too much," I said, bewildered.

"You have to eat a lot, babe"

"No, I don't" I lean on my chair "My body is good enough. It's not too thin and it's not too fat. My body is an average"

"You have to gain weight" I open my mouth to speak but he just continues "Our food is getting cold. Eat. Or I'll feed you myself"

"Fine" I said while rolling my eyes to him. I don't know how to finish the food in front of me. And I also don't know how I finished the fruit salad he ordered. After he paid for our order. We headed to the parking lot while carrying two carts.

"Just wait for me here. I'll just take the car"

"Sure" I smiled at him. I'm actually tired of pushing the cart - I didn't expect it to be heavy. I picked my phone on my pocket and was about to plunged my air pods when I heard someone calling my nickname

"Oh, the princess"

Someone from behind me joyously called out my 'forgotten' nickname. In that somewhat familiar voice, I look back.

"It's been a long time, princess"

My mouth parted as my complexion turned deathly pale. It was a familiar ace. Dark brown hair, dreary black eyes, and thin lips. A face older than what I've remembered. Yes. It was the face I couldn't forget.

'Robert Gillian'

He was one of my former friends who had kidnapped, abused and almost murdered me six years ago.