Chapter 81
There were only two people at the dining table. It was a dinner filled with romance and aesthetic appeal. The gently swaying tree leaves outside the window added to the astonishing beauty, creating a
truly romantic ambiance.
"From now on, we’ll have our dinners at home," Romeo said as he sat down, embracing Rosemary and not letting her sit separately on a chair. He held a fork and knife with one hand and fed her with the other.
"Romeo. I can do it myself," Rosemary protested, sitting on his lap, feeling a bit restless with her legs.
She was no longer a child. She didn’t need him to feed her!
"So, you’re not letting me hold you or feed you. Do you not consider me your fiance, or do you not want to be my fiancée?"
Rosemary was somewhat irritated, "What does that have to do with anything?"
"It does," Romeo slowly said, "Your rejection and distance from me suggests that I’m not doing enough, not enough to move you. I need to spend more time with you." "I can do without feeding you," Romeo said with a chuckle, "How about you feed me instead?"
"In your dreams!"
"It’s either one or the other"
"Why would I have to make such a choice?"