You're Just My Ex-Husband,My Lord-Chapter 231-Why are you running away so fast?
The two of them bought several common medications at the pharmacy and went to the checkout. Laurent was walking ahead, but when he reached the counter, he realized Dave hadn’t caught up yet, so he had to wait for him.
After a short while, Dave emerged from behind a display shelf, holding a few boxes. When he got closer, Laurent took a good look and immediately felt quite embarrassed.
He gritted his teeth and quietly asked him,
"Why are you buying something like this?"
Dave didn’t seem to mind, casually placing the boxes along with the other medications on the counter, his tone completely unrestrained.
"These are essential items for daily life, of course I have to buy them."
Laurent, "..."
Condoms were indeed essential for daily life, but not for them. They didn’t even have that kind of life, so why was Dave buying these items—and several boxes of them at that? What was he really thinking?
The cashier at the counter suppressed a smile and proceeded to ring up their items.
Laurent couldn’t really argue with him in public over such an embarrassing item, so he had no choice but to step out of the pharmacy first, leaving Dave to pay for the items on his own.
Ever since Dave bought those so-called "essentials," Laurent felt uncomfortable around him. His intentions were already clear, and there was this sense of everything being ready, just waiting for her approval. Thinking about it made her feel awkward.
From the moment they left the pharmacy and returned to her place, Laurent spent the entire time avoiding Dave’s gaze, as though if she didn’t look at him, he wouldn’t be thinking about that kind of thing.
Dave didn’t push her, casually carrying the things upstairs as if nothing was wrong.
Laurent thought that since they were going on a trip, it would be best to take her daughter along. After all, her daughter hadn’t had the chance to travel with them except for the half-finished trip in Japan last time.
Once they got home, Laurent shared her thoughts with Dave. He immediately rejected the idea.
"We won’t take her this time. Just the two of us is fine."
The purpose of this trip was to build their relationship, and if they brought her daughter, Laurent would probably focus entirely on her, not on spending quality time with him.
For Laurent, her daughter was the most important. Whatever she did, her first consideration was her daughter. So, hearing that Dave didn’t want to take her made her feel guilty, as though they were abandoning the girl. Dave noticed her mood shift and earnestly tried to talk it over with her.
"This trip is just for the two of us. I’m sure you understand the meaning of this trip for us. As for your daughter, we’ll have plenty of opportunities to take her on trips later."
Dave also wanted to take her daughter around to see the world, but this time it wasn’t possible.
"In the future, I’ll dedicate more time to the family, so we’ll have plenty of chances to travel with her. For now, it’ll just be the two of us. Is that okay?"
Dave spoke to Laurent softly, and she eventually relented. The trip had been arranged on short notice, and it would indeed be awkward to bring her daughter along this time.
In the following time, Laurent packed and organized their luggage, while Dave continued refining the travel itinerary he had prepared.
By the time Laurent finished packing and took a shower, Dave had completed the entire plan and called Laurent over to take a look. He then went to take a shower himself.
Dave had made the travel plan on his computer, so Laurent sat on the couch, holding his computer and reading through it. When Dave finished his shower and came out, he naturally sat beside her and casually asked,
"Do you have anything you’d like to add?"
"No..."
Laurent’s gaze remained fixed on the itinerary. When she saw that their destination was Saipan, her attention was immediately caught.
She continued reading through the plan. Dave had included all the fun and scenic spots in Saipan, planning to take her to various interesting activities. He had even thoughtfully arranged a day for... shopping.
When Laurent saw this part, she couldn’t help but laugh. It seemed all men knew that women liked to shop. And given how detailed the plan was, she had no complaints.
As someone who also had to make plans frequently in her work, Laurent, with her professional eye, was impressed by how thorough the plan was. She turned to look at him, somewhat skeptically, and asked,
"Did you really do all of this yourself? Didn’t your secretary help with it?"
Laurent thought he probably didn’t have the time to prepare something this detailed.
Dave was both amused and helpless, quickly defending himself,
"Of course I did it myself. Who would have someone else make a travel plan for them?"
This trip was for him to go on, not his secretary’s, so the itinerary was something he had to handle himself.
And since he was taking her along, he needed to make sure everything was thoroughly planned so that she could enjoy the trip without any worries.
Work could be delegated to subordinates, but the itinerary was something he had to handle personally.
Laurent looked at him as he quickly defended himself, and suddenly she couldn’t help but laugh.
That’s right. She had forgotten that he was someone who paid extreme attention to detail in every aspect of his life. His high standards were probably because he was such a meticulous person himself. Of course, he could come up with such a thorough plan.
It was just that, with the way he always had everything handed to him and done for him, it had given her the illusion that he wouldn’t personally handle these mundane tasks.
"After questioning my sincerity like that, you still have the nerve to laugh?"
Dave pretended to be dissatisfied, and Laurent closed his laptop and tossed it at him.
"Alright, alright, I’m wrong. I shouldn’t have questioned your sincerity. I sincerely apologize. Is that better?"
After saying that, she got up from the couch, turned around, and was about to run away.
The distance between them was simply too close, and for some reason, she felt a sense of danger.
How could Dave let her escape? He casually placed the lightweight laptop on the coffee table, then reached out and grabbed her, pulling her back.
Laurent found herself sitting on his lap, his large hand tightly holding her waist. His voice was low and husky, and his eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief.
"Why are you running away so fast?"
