"You— why don't you use the plastic can to water the plants, that take could bruise your palm! I will just do the raking!" Jordan voiced.
Before Rhea could blink, he was already standing before her and had taken the rake from her. She looked at his worried expression and narrowed her gaze. Then she took a deep breath and opened her mouth...
"Do you like me?" She asked seriously. Her brows raised slightly in a scrutiny manner.
"Wh-what?" Jordan choked. His fingers lossened around the rake and it fell on to the ground with a 'clank' sound.
"So?" Rhea raised her brow higher. Although she could already guess his response with his shocked expression but she still wanted him to say the word by himself.
