She shook her head.

“I don't want that."

“Hairy crabs?"

"Okay."

"I will give you some choices," he said with a grin.

"Do you want to eat stewed trotter with plum, raw salmon slices with plum sauce or fried lotus root with plum?"

“You can cook all of those?" she asked. If that was really true, it was truly admirable.

“Of course, I can! Stop doubting me." He had read the recipes and had tried cooking them himself. If he hadn't practiced cooking them, he wouldn't have suggested cooking them for her.

"But I don't think we can cook all three of them now. Let's have the stewed trotter with plum, and the next time, I'll cook the raw salmon slices with plum sauce for you. What do you say?"

Evelyn raised her eyebrows at him suspiciously.

"I wonder if you really know how to cook them. Are you making excuses?

He sighed and said, "Okay. I'll make two dishes today-the stewed trotter with plum and the radish salad with plum. I'll cook the other one next time. Okay?"

“Fine. Two dishes."

“Deal.”

Saying that, he went to pick up the fish, grinning from ear to ear.

Staring at his back, Evelyn realized that she had made a big mistake.

She was totally tricked by this man! They hadn't even finished this lunch, but she had already agreed to another one.

Sheffield placed the fish into the cart and held her hand while pushing the cart forward. They walked to the vegetable section together.

Evelyn tried to break free, but afraid that she might run away, he held her hand tight. She followed him and reminded him in a low voice,

"Sheffield, I'm Joshua's girlfriend now. You can't take my hand.”

“No, you're not his." She was his woman, and she could only ever belong to him.

Evelyn fell silent.

She had thought that being with Joshua would make Sheffield give up.

But it turned out that he didn't take her and Joshua’ relationship seriously at all.

After leaving the supermarket, they went to his apartment. When they got there, Joshua had already arrived. He was on the sofa, talking on the phone.