The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart novel Chapter 1219

"Ms. Patel."

Kari stepped out of the office, her face flushed with discomfort: "Since when did a husband bringing lunch to his wife become a sign of being a kept man?"

"Looking after your wife is just what a man does."

"Is Ms. Patel so resistant because she hasn't got a man like that?"

"You—"

"Kari, why are you out here?"

Kari moved to stand beside Ronald: "Barking dogs, so noisy!"

"Kari, who are you calling a dog?"

Ms. Patel was on the verge of a meltdown: "I am a guest here. Aren't you afraid I'll cancel the order with this kind of treatment?"

"The cancellation fee is triple."

Kari didn't even want to entertain her, she was waiting for just that.

"Ronald, let me take you home."

Ronald raised an eyebrow, "Sure."

Kari knew the rumors were swirling and was worried Ronald might take them to heart: "Don't listen to what they say. You're my husband, not some kept man."

Ronald actually didn't care about those comments.

The more intense the public scrutiny, the more Kari showed her concern for him. That was all he wanted—her care!

"Are you, feeling indignant for me?"

"Of course!" Kari huffed, "They don't understand our relationship, so why should they get to say things like that?"

She knew all about Ronald's goodness, and it made her angry to think that people would talk poorly of him just because they saw a disparity in their successes: "Ronald, you've worked so hard these years. Now that you finally have some time to rest, just relax. I'll take care of us."

Ronald's eyes twinkled for a moment before he leaned in and kissed Kari.

Kari immediately responded.

It was lunchtime, and the parking lot was nearly empty, eerily quiet.

Ronald lifted her into the car, then pulled her onto his lap, his voice husky as he spoke: "The things those people say, they bother me. Do you want me to be happy, Kari?"

Kari hadn't realized the danger she was in, "Yes."