However, before she could refuse, Robert Thomson suddenly let go of her hand!
He helped her up, and as soon as she was steady on her feet, he turned around without another word, his face stern and his lips pursed, and left!
As he walked away, he left behind the items he had just bought scattered on the ground.
Emma Smith was completely confused. She watched as his retreating figure quickly disappeared, his steps hurried, as if he was being chased by poisonous snakes and ferocious beasts.
She crouched down and saw the scattered items on the ground: a large pack of extra protective pads, a big bag of brown sugar, and a pair of – eh? Women's underpants?
He went out in the middle of the night to buy her these intimate things, enthusiastically barged in just now, took a bite on her face, and left angrily?
Thinking about his gloomy face as he left, Emma really couldn't understand, did he like her or hate her?
