Chapter 5: Endure
In the supermarket.
Diana followed Maxim who was pushing the trolley, making sure to keep a little distance from him.
Her earlier stint had left her a little embarrassed. They were not as close as before and for her to cry her heart out because of the absolute trashy life she was living, it was just downright shameful.
But luckily, Maxim did not seem to mind. He just consoled her by patting her shoulder while she cried sitting on the floor then eventually when she stopped crying, she realized what she did and her stomach churned with a hint of discomfort.
Maxim did not ask her anything about her current life status nor about her sudden outburst on their way to the supermarket.
"Here... the formula," he showed her a few packs and her mouth formed an ’O’.
"Still can’t I fed her cow milk. Do you think it will harm her?" Diana looked at the baby sleeping in her arms. Maybe because she was just 6 months old, she kept sleeping most of the time.
And as bad as it sounded, Diana was relieved about it because she did not know how to handle the baby when she was awake.
It did not take them long to take the necessities and Maxim grabbed some veggies and other stuff on his way.
He wanted to pay for the whole but Diana insisted on paying half of the bill.
"_" Even on the verge of being broke, I need to keep my self-respect. Eh, only if my self-respect paid the bills.