In the past, Caesar's meals of a day were never regular, it was even more so with his breakfast, which he barely ate.
Rose prepared a bumper breakfast for him. The raw materials might not be as good as the ones in the high-end restaurant, but the breakfast placed on the table was quite delicate and delicious by the looks of it.
"Is there any wine?" Caesar was used to drinking at every meal even if it was breakfast. Although he was not a drunkard, drinking wine was already an indispensable part of his life.
Hearing that he wanted to drink, Rose rolled her eyes to him and said, "It's the start of the day, come on. Have a glass of milk instead."
"Fine." Caesar was like a child who had been scolded by his mother. He obediently drank the hot milk and ate his sandwiches.
"How does it taste?" Rose asked.
"Yummy." Caesar generously praised her cooking. No woman had ever made breakfast for him.
It was really a good feeling, as if he suddenly was not alone anymore.
The home here was no longer an ordinary house, but with someone here, someone who had been waiting for him.
Caesar's mouth curved into a smile. It turned out that this was what he had always wanted.
"Cook it for me every day in the future."
"That'll have to depend on how you behave." Rose smiled sweetly and did not refuse. On the contrary, in her heart, it was not a bad thing to do things for Caesar. She was even a little happy when she did them.
"I'll definitely behave myself."
After breakfast, Caesar insisted on not leaving, while Rose looked at the man who was lying on her sofa.
"Hey, it's not like you don't have a home. You've slept and had your breakfast. Why are you still here?"
"This is also my home. If my memory serves me right, I still own this property," Caesar said shamelessly.
Rose shot him a glare, but had nothing to say. After all, what he said was the truth. This was his house.
"If you like it, just stay around, I gotta leave." "Where for?" Caesar immediately got off the sofa.
"Go to the supermarket to do the grocery. There's nothing left at home." Rose was a very homely person.
Caesar put on his coat. "Right. I got something to buy as well. I'll drive you there."
"All right."
Rose basically wouldn't reject him now, simply because she knew any of her refusing would be of no avail for Caesar.
The car was not going to the supermarket. Rose couldn't help but ask, "This is not the way to the supermarket. Where are you going to take me?"
"You'll know when we get there."
The car arrived at the underground parking lot of a shopping mall. "You wanna shop?"
"Yeah, for you." Caesar pulled her to the women's clothing area.
Originally, he could've just made a whole call and a stack of the latest design would be delivered but he somehow wanted to go shopping with Rose when she said she was doing the grocery.
"Ah? I have clothes to wear. I don't need to buy clothes."
"You dress like a beggar every day. I can't have that around my casino." Caesar said with a sharp tongue.
"Which part of me looks like a beggar?" Rose said a little bit angrily.
Caesar chuckled and took her hand as they walked on.
Rose, a rather poor girl, would only go to the average malls to buy her clothes and even that she did during sales season. However, the cheap clothes nevertheless looked marvelous on her fine and sexy body.
It was her first time in such a high-end mall and she, a woman after all, surely couldn't resist the temptation.
"What are you waiting for? Let's go in."
"Sir, your girlfriend is so beautiful. Every dress she wears just fits her so well." The salesclerk standing aside was not stingy about her compliments at all.
"Pack up all the dresses that fit her size." Caesar only picked a few styles for Rose to try while the others Rose had not had time to try on were simlpy packed up.
It was the first time for him to go shopping with a woman. It was a good feeling.
When Caesar was looking at a pair of high-heels, through the transparent window, he saw a figure passing through the opposite corridor.
It was as if his entire body had been struck by lightning. After a spilt of a second, he stormed out of the store.
When he arrived outside, the figure was nowhere to be found. How could she be here? No, it was impossible. It must have been a mistake.
But he could've made a mistake about anyone, anyone but that one.
Rose came out in her new dress, but Caesar was nowhere to be seen.
"Where is he?" Rose asked the salesclerk nearby.
"That gentleman seems to have seen an acquaintance. I think he will come back soon. Miss, you look good in this dress as well."
"Now do I?" Without Caesar's presence, Rose didn't feel very happy.
"You done?" Caesar walked in from outside the door with a quite cold face. Rose felt the inexplicable chill on him. What happened? Who did he run out to see?
"Yeah, done."
"Let's roll, then."
"Okay." Rose could feel there was definitely something wrong with him but she couldn't figure out who it was that he saw.
"Sir, you can get the bill this way, if you please."
Caesar followed the salesclerk to the checkout. Rose looked at his tall back and felt uneasy for some reason.
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