My Darling, My Dearest novel Chapter 183

"I don't know which flavor of plum tea you like, so I asked them to pack up all six flavors," Henry said, trying to coax her.

Hearing that, Lea lifted her quilt and sat up. She saw six bottles of tea displayed in front of her.

Plum oolong tea, plum black tea... 'What the

hell?'

When she raised her head, he shuffled nervously in front of her. "Urn...do you like to drink any of them? That's all they have in the store."

She had been irritated with him at first, but after seeing the way he acted around her, she couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Lea gazed at the drinks that were displayed right in front of her. In her eyes, all of them looked the same.

All she wanted was the distinct sweet and sour taste that the plum tea had.

She took a bottle from the table and began to drink as if she had just been through a marathon.

Henry moved towards her. "You can't drink them all in one gulp. Just take them one at a time."

She almost choked in her tea as she raised her eyebrow. "Do you really think I'm that much of a pig? How the hell could I finish all of these in one go?"

In fact, when she finished drinking, there was still half a bottle of tea left in her hand. She handed

it to Henry who drank it all up.

Shaking the empty bottle, he couldn't help but wrinkle his nose at the after taste. 'Is this even tea? It's so sweet!'

He thought about not letting her drink anymore when Lea suddenly yawned.

She adjusted her position against the cushions before lying against his chest, feeling more comfortable in his arms.

"Henry," she whispered reproachfully.

"What?"

"How many women have you brought food for in the middle of the night?"

'Is she trying to rake up the past?'

"Only you." He was telling the truth. In fact, he never had the experience of going out in the middle of the night just to buy a woman some snacks.

However, she didn't buy it one bit. She pressed against his chest and narrowed her eyes. "You're lying." Her eyelids were already falling as she frowned.

Henry pinched her nose playfully. "I'm telling the truth."

Lea yawned. "I don't believe you."

The moment this man would become reliable was the same time pigs could climb trees.

However, before she could hear his response, she had already fallen asleep.

Henry glanced at the clock with a frown.

Normally, Lea didn't sleep until 12 o' clock. That meant that something was wrong. It wasn't possible for her to sleep this early.

They hadn't seen each other for nearly a week, so a part of him thought that she was just exhausted from all her training.

Actually, Henry had always hoped that Lea could quit her job, but it wasn't for the reason that she had thought wherein he was worried that she might cheat on him.

It was just that he would miss her.

At least if she changed into domestic flights, he would be able to see her more often.

They should have discussed this with each other instead of fighting about it.

Both of them had always been aggressive. In fact, whenever they meet, they would usually take matters into their own hands on who could piss the other off first. He shook his head.

Henry glanced at the woman in his arms as a bitter smile wove its way onto his lips.

They had first met each other in a foreign country and hung about for a few days, but they had lost contact then.

Although it was easy for him to find her, he realized that he had different feelings for her.

He had tried to forget about her, but then,

it turned out that destiny had other plans.

She was fated to return home and meet him again.

After several days of trying to conceal their true feelings for each other, they finally let their emotions get the better of themselves.

Therefore, after they had finally settled their relationship, he was determined to develop it more.

Although they had fights every now and then, Henry would never think of breaking up with her.

Rachel called Lea the next day.

"I'm not on duty today," she answered weakly.

"What's wrong?" Rachel frowned.

Lea sighed, waving her hand. "I don't know. I think it's because of the weather. I vomited so much last night, and I feel as if my throat and nose have been closed up-like I'm about to catch a cold."