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."

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might not finish them before they spoiled, so we

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