Charity was stunned. However, probably because she did not have a good sleep and had a headache, she rolled her eyes at Chester. "You’re lucky I didn’t make you pay for staying overnight, and now you ask me to prepare breakfast for you? Are you out of your mind?”
Then, she stacked the pancakes and placed them on the plate before bringing the food to the dining room with some milk for breakfast.
Chester gnashed his teeth. While watching her eat with relish, he was also a little hungry. "Where are your other pancakes? I'll make one on my own. I’ll pay you, okay?"
"It’s in the second row of the freezer.” Charity munched her food and thought for a moment before she responded.
Chester promptly took out a pancake and made it. After that, he shamelessly took a bottle of milk from the fridge. “Oh, Lizzie, pass me your contact number, and I'll transfer the money to you."
Charity took out her phone, tapped on it for a while, and showed him a OR code with 23 dollars. "Just scan it."
Chester's face sank. "Would you die giving me your contact number?"
"No, but I don’t see the need to be involved with you anymore." Charity looked at him seriously. "Chester, you may have said many things to me yesterday, and I admit that I don't hate you as much as I did in the past, but we can never get together."
Is it because I forced myself upon you?
Chester asked.
"That is one of the reasons. Have you seen a woman who ended up falling in love with her rapist? Another reason is Charity."
Charity paused for a moment and frowned before saying, "Plus, I feel disgusted by the things I hate. I probably won't get married or get a boyfriend for the rest of my life."
Stunned, Chester's nice, thin lips parted a little.
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