My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 664

Chapter 664 Expressing True Feelings

I planned to go grocery shopping alone, but now I'm wearing pajamas. Going out like this is so embarrassing!

Besides, leaving Ezekiel alone at home was not a good idea right now. After giving it some thought, I decided to knock on his door eagerly and asked, "Ezekiel, would you like to come with me to the supermarket?"

Ezekiel took a while to respond and finally answered, "Okay."

A few minutes later, he finally opened the door. Although his face was still pale, he seemed much more stable!

I asked him, "Where are my clothes?"

"I bought a set of clothes for you from the mall this afternoon," he replied.

Then, Ezekiel went into the room and brought me a shopping bag.

I took it and thanked him gratefully.

Ezekiel left the room gently. I closed the door and sat on the bed. When I opened the shopping bag, there was a pair of lingerie inside.

And it was lace lingerie! In my size!!!

My head instantly went into a frenzy.

How did he know? Could it be a rough estimate? So Ezekiel knows I'm a B-cup?

I was completely dumbfounded.

When I finished changing my clothes and went out, I saw Ezekiel sitting on the sofa. I approached him. "Are we going out now?"

Ezekiel looked up and questioned, "Why suddenly want to buy groceries?"

"I'm hungry, and I want to cook something myself."

Upon hearing that, Ezekiel got up. "Let's go."

Ezekiel drove me to a nearby large mall. I grabbed a shopping cart, but he noticed I was struggling with it, so he gently took it from my hands and said, "Ms. Felix, you focus on what you want to buy. I'll be right by your side."

I asked him, "What do you feel like eating?"

"I'm fine with anything," Ezekiel responded.

"You can't just say anything. Come on. It's my first time cooking for you. I'm a lazy person, and Shawn rarely gets to taste my culinary skills. Let me tell you a secret—I can cook anything!"

Ezekiel smiled gently. "Really?"

"Yes, so tell me what you want."

He flattered me, "You're amazing."

Accepting the praise, I asked, "What do you feel like eating?"

"Well... I don't know," he innocently replied. "I don't have any particular preferences. Usually, my assistant takes care of my meals and delivers them to my apartment, so I'm not sure what to eat."

"That's really troublesome. Let's just make some home-cooked dishes instead of going for something fancy. Let me see what they have here!"

"Okay, I'll go with your choice."

Do you want to try corn

it's an

maybe... butternut squash soup? That's the soup. Let's have a stir-fry vegetable and eggplant parmesan.

I'll try

go pick

and gathered all the necessary ingredients. I thought about how Ezekiel's kitchen had never been used, so I bought a variety of condiments and miscellaneous items that

was empty, and

bottles of milk and placed them in the shopping cart. "You can

said,

time he expressed his preference for something to

let's buy

section and selected mangoes. I worried he might not finish them before they spoiled, so

we headed to the checkout. Ezekiel wanted to pay, but I refused, saying, "I'll take care of the payment. It was my idea to cook, so let me

the matter of just around twenty

full bags to the garage. I was

it's only a few hundred

smiled awkwardly. "I

smiled warmly. "Okay, let's go

let's go home... His

be in a much

few minutes later, I finally realized why he never cooked for himself. The man who seemed capable in many ways turned

"Do

go with

you wont to try corn

nodded. "Well, it's on

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try

let's go pick some spore

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empty, ond

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the first time he expressed his preference for something to

buy more mongoes

finish them before they spoiled, so we

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insist on the motter of

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in the drower in the

the bleeding, ond led him bock to the living room.

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