Before returning home, Kevin accompanied Karen to the supermarket and they bought some meat and vegetables for lunch.
There was a stall in front of the supermarket that sells fried chestnuts. Karen liked it very much. Every time she came to the supermarket, she would definitely buy some.
The one who sold the chestnuts was a middle-aged woman. She was very friendly and had a loud voice. She knew Karen very well since she came here many times.
The woman asked while packing Karen's food, "Sweetie, is that your boyfriend or your husband behind you?"
Women liked to gossip, especially when they saw a lovely pair of couple. They were curious.
After she heard the question, Karen looked at Kevin.
Whenever she buys something, he would wait for her and helped to carry a lot of things without any signs of impatience.
She looked back at the aunt and smiled. "He is my husband."
As soon as she said this, Karen suddenly felt as if she had the whole world.
She was so proud to tell others with a loud voice—he is my husband.
The woman said, "Love, there are a lot of men who are willing to accompany you to buy groceries once, but there are only a few men who will accompany you every time. If you have found that man, you should not let others snatch him away, or you will regret it."
"Well, I know." Karen nodded vigorously. "Thank you, auntie."
Yes, how could she allow such a good man to be taken away by others?
The woman spoke to her like she was her own child, which reminded Karen of her mother.
In fact, her mother really loved her. When she agreed to engage with Charlie, her mother said something like that.
She wiped her tears and said, "Karen, I don't care if you married a rich guy, I just hope that he can be good to you and love you. He will be capable to protect you. But I can't make decisions for you..."
Sometimes, Karen really wanted to call her mother and tell her that her daughter had found someone she wants to spend her life with.
But she did not have the courage...
Perhaps it was not because of her courage, but because she was afraid that if she called her mother, her mother would be treated badly.
"Look at her husband. He often comes and buys groceries with his wife."
After Karen and Kevin left the stall, they heard the loud voice of the woman behind them.
Karen looked at Kevin and smiled. "Someone is complimenting you again."
Kevin held the bag in one hand and used the other to hold Karen's hand. "Yes."
Karen rolled her eyes. Was it necessary to be so cold to her? The winter weather was cold enough. He acted like a large ice block, did he want her to freeze to death?
Just as Karen was extremely unpleased with his response, she heard him say, "Because you are also a good wife."
Karen smiled widely and was on cloud nine.
Because both of them were perfect, so in a crowd of thousands, before they had a love for each other, they already chose each other.
Karen looked at Kevin's broad shoulders and reached out to grab his arm. She told herself once again that if she could be more daring, she might see a different world.
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