The Billionaire's Unexpected Proposal by Samantha

Chapter 130

Rayna pushed her cart slowly down the grocery aisle, scanning the shelves as she went. It was late in the afternoon, and the store

wasn't very crowded, making it a peaceful time to shop.

Her list was almost complete, but she still needed to grab one more thing- her favorite cereal. She turned the corner into the cereal aisle, her eyes immediately locking on the bright blue box she always bought. heart sank when she saw there was only one box left. Quickening her pace, Rayna reached out to o grab i

it, but just as her fingers touched the box, another hand did, too.

Startled, she looked up and froze when she saw who the hand belonged to. Ethan.

Her heart skipped a beat. Was this what Fate was? Or was this just a coincidence? How was it possible that she was meeting him again this way?

Ethan's dark eyes met hers as he wondered why he was running into her again this way. He refused to believe it meant anything.

For a moment, neither of them said anything, their hands still gripping the same box of cereal. Rayna could feel her pulse quicken, and she fought to steady her breath.

"Was this planned?" He asked, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.

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She asked, wondering what he was talking

come here knowing I would be here?" He asked, his

like this. If she had thought

Damn! Damn!

I don't know what you're talking about, but

said, trying to sound confident, but her

"I don't think so," he said flatly, still trying to figure out if his brother or sister-in-law had told Rayna that he was going grocery

off guard by his calm response. She tightened her grip on the box. "You know, I wouldn't have thought we had the same taste in cereal." She tried to make her tone light, but the tension between them was undeniable. Ethan scoffed, still holding the box with a firm grip. "I don't have the same

for a second before releasing the

night." She winced slightly when she remembered how he had stormed out of the cafe the last time. Ethan's expression hardened at the mention of what she did, and he shook his head. "I don't want a drink from you.

make things right, but now she just felt like she was being attacked. She straightened up, her chin lifting defiantly. "What's your Yes, I made an error in judgment and called you a pervert. You also said I was unattractive, didn't you? If I could forgive you for that and still

and she clenched her fists, angry at both him and herself

her pocket as she pushed her cart toward the

keep her voice steady despite the

"Hey, Ray. Are you

she didn't hear the usual excitement in

his friend is a minus

he's your

That was what