Purchased A Mr. Right

Chapter 1578

Tina blinked and asked knowingly, "Are you going to sleep at my place tonight?"

"Mmm!" Wilson nodded.

With his confirmation, Tina did not dare to complain, but she could not go to the hospital tonight to see Isla...

He leaned back in his chair, swaying his long crossed legs with ease, and ordered like a domineering king, "The dishes you sent to my office last time are good. Let eat at home tonight. You make them for me!"

Tina could not help recalling the scene they made love on his office desk after she delivered the food...

Her cheeks flushed.

She said meekly, "Okay!"

The Rolls-Royce stopped before the night market near Tina's home because they were going to buy some vegetables and meat.

They got off the car and planned to go upstairs after shopping.

Terry opened the back door and said, "President Chin, then I'll go back first!"

Wilson nodded slightly.

Then he thought of something and suddenly stopped Terry. "Wait a minute!"

He reached out with his long arms and took the roses from Tina's arms. He said in a disgusted tone, "Here you are!"

Tina, ...

Terry, ...

After Terry drove the Rolls-Royce away, they went to the night market.

At dusk, the bright sunset glow lit up the clouds in the west. The magnificent background brought an enchanting aura to the whole street.

Because it was in the early evening, the street was not that noisy, though all stalls on both sides were opened. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Tina wanted Wilson to go upstairs first, and she would go to buy some vegetables by herself. Who knew that he proposed to accompany her.

Their long shadows fell across the ground before them.

The cries of the market traders were all around.

Tina was very worried that it would disgust him. After all, no man with high status would like such a place. Wilson was wearing a high-quality, hand-made suit with red agate cufflinks. From his head to toe, the items on him were luxurious, which did not fit the crowded market at all.

However, Wilson did not feel bad. On the contrary, he felt everything here very fresh. Even when someone accidentally bumped into him, he was not displeased.

There was a faint light in the eyes behind the glasses.

Tina could not help but glance at him a few more times.

His chiseled features were softened a lot in the evening sun, which made him appear more handsome. With the platinum rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose, he looked gentle and

elegant. Nevertheless, the overwhelming aura still seeping from him was enough to strike fear in anyone.

She was somewhat stunned by his charm.

Realizing that she was taken in by her boss' charm, Tina quickly reminded herself to keep a cool head.

Before them, there was a stall selling vegetables. She quickly stepped forward and took the opportunity to cast off her wild flights of fancy.

As usual, Tina went to a familiar stall.

The owner was a middle-aged woman who was already very familiar with her. When Tina was picking up the vegetables, they would chat from time to time.

Tina asked Wilson to choose some vegetables he liked. Then she took up a fresh perch nearby. After the owner packed up everything that they chose, she paid the bill.

When the owner handed her the change, she glanced at them and said with a smile, "Is this your husband? I remember you came over and carefully chose many things only to make him a nice meal."

Tina was extremely embarrassed.

How could she mention this infront of Wilson?!

Indeed, older women loved gossip.

Especially, the owner stressed the word "carefully" and gave her a meaningful look, which made her feel ashamed because her secret was exposed to Wilson.

Tina opened her mouth and subconsciously wanted to deny it like what she did whenever she was misunderstood.

But before she could make a sound, Wilson suddenly pulled her away and strode away.

She lost the chance to explain...

Upon returning home, Tina headed straight to the kitchen.

After all, her boss appointed her to make a meal for him. She did not dare to be slack and rushed to get started in the kitchen.

For Tina, cooking was easy. She was very quick and efficient. In less than an hour, four dishes and one soup were done. The fragrance filled the small house.

There were oven-roasted broccoli, maple glazed ham, smothered pork chops, and a bowl of simple but tasty egg soup.

After putting the bowls and chopsticks on the table, Wilson pulled out a chair and sat opposite.

Tina piled rice high in a bowl.

When she handed the ball to him, their hands accidentally touched, and both felt the warmth from each other. But they seemed to have gotten used to this and continued to pick up the chopsticks next to them naturally.

Tina took her seat.

It was not the first time that Wilson came here. Except for the weekend, he would come over as long as he had sexual needs.

At this time, it was getting dark. Under the orange light in the dining room, they sat at the table, quietly enjoying the dinner. There were only crisp sounds when the bowls and chopsticks touched.

It felt as if...

Well, it felt as if they were a loving couple eating together after work.

Alas, how could she think the same thing as the stall owner?!

After dinner, night gradually fell.

It was still early to go to sleep. Tina took the chance to sit before the table by the window, preparing for the preliminary contest of the Grand Fashion Design Contest

The competition was about to start, so she needed to be well prepared.

After all, it had been almost three years since she had touched anything related to the clothing design. She loved fashion design so much that she wanted to take this opportunity and not let herself down.

After taking a bath, Wilson came out of the bathroom and saw her before the desk.

Her smooth long hair was neatly combed back. She looked down and was busy drawing colorful lines on the white paper with a colored marker in her hand. Wilson could see the side of her fair face. At this time, she looked confident and quiet.

Next to her were the two design books he gave her.

When she was completely immersed in the world of design, she had an aura of confidence.

Wilson, his lips curving up, was reluctant to look away.

He recalled the time when the dress of Mr. Hsu's daughter was damaged. At that moment, he ordered Terry to get a sewing kit right away. He did not know why, but he was sure that she had the ability to resolve the crisis.

As a result, she did not let him down. Seeing that she handled it so well, he felt honored too.

This talented woman was his.

Feeling the hot breath blowing onto her back, Tina stopped writing for a moment.

She turned around and saw Wilson leaning over - he only had a towel around his hips. One of his long arms was pressing against the edge of the table from one side. Such a posture outlined the perfect lines of the powerful muscles on his shoulders and chest. Without glasses, he looked more relaxed,,

Her short hair was half wet, and the water droplets were moving down his chin.

The sexual scene instantly aroused Tina's lustful desire...

Tina swallowed hard and hurriedly shifted her eyes from him to divert her attention.

However, it was useless when she was still in his shadow - they were so close that she could feel his breath on her face.

Seeing that his eyes were on her drawing draft, Tina explained shyly, "Well, the competition is about to begin, so I make use of the time to prepare for it!"

Wilson nodded.

Though he was the biggest sponsor of this competition, he paid little attention to it. After all, he had to deal with a host of business affairs every day.

Wilson asked in passing, "When will the preliminary contest be held?"

"This Saturday morning!" Tina answered.

Wilson nodded. "Hmm!"

Tina thought he was about to say something else, but in the next second, he picked her up.