Chasing The Broken CEO
Chapter 17

The thought of understanding Evan's behavior engulfed my mind. I am trying to think of ways to get to know him and to understand where he is coming from, just like what Samantha told me a while ago.

The side of my lips curled up for a bitter smile. Am I really that curious about him? As far as I remember, I should be mad at him because he treats me unfairly.

I was sitting on the couch, getting so immersed with all the thoughts spinning around my head as an unwanted feeling started to sink deep within me.

A few minutes later, Evan went back together with the house maid who brought the food for us. The foods were served on the available table in the balcony. I just watched them with my lips pouting evidently.

Do I really have to eat here with him? I want to go downstairs and talk to Samantha. I don't want to be stuck here in this room with this cranky guy.

My gaze followed the house maid when she went out of the room after serving our foods. My lips protruded.

"Let's eat," Evan invited me in the balcony.

I glanced his way. I think I have no other choice but to just deal with it. I cleared my throat and raised a brow. I stood up and walked towards the balcony. I didn't say a word and only sat on the chair quietly. I breathed in heavily and looked at the nice city view, trying my best not to meet his intense gaze on me.

Yeah, I know he is staring at me. I don't want to look at him because it feels like my heart would explode if I meet his dark gaze.

I am not really comfortable. His pierced eyes are just too much to handle. It is like they are trying to dig deeper, wanting to read my mind without my consent.

I didn't see this coming. Who would have thought that finally, I would be able to sit in a table with him for lunch? I wanted to laugh sarcastically but in the end, I only pressed my lips together firmly to hold back. I heard him sit on the other chair in front of me.

I am still not looking at him. I can't do it now that he's already in front of me. It gives me unfamiliar and intense feelings that I myself can't name.

I looked at the served food instead. It smells good and I bet it is delicious too! My goodness, how can I eat knowing he is with me?

"Staring the food won't make you full, Risha. Please eat now," he ordered in a serious tone.

Well, he is right but how can I eat in front of him? He's so intense!

I nodded slowly. I breathed in heavily and decided to get the spoon and fork. The food seems so delicious and I can't refuse it. I admit that I am hungry, alright? It just so happened that Evan is watching me that's why I feel uncomfortable. Food is life... and Evan is not a food, Nathalie! I reminded myself.

Darn it! How to chew the food nicely when in front of such a good-looking man? How to act gracefully?

"T-Thanks..." I said shyly.

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Evan did not speak. He started to eat his food while I am acting like an old fashioned Maria Clara here. I put a small amount of rice on my spoon and chew it in a slow manner, like I am really conscious in every move I make! Every minute, I am gazing at Evan who is eating his food in silence. I noticed that even when he is chewing his food, his mouth and jaw are both moving gracefully. Why is that?

It made me more conscious. What if I am ugly when eating?

"You are not a chicken, Rish. Why are you eating as if you are?" he blurted out which made me look at him in the eyes. "Now, I figured out why you're so thin."

I blinked twice and stared at him for a moment. Yeah, he's damn gorgeous but he got the bad attitude!

I rolled my eyes.

Maybe he's right at some point. I wanted to yell myself for acting this way. Who is he anyway? Why do I feel so bothered with his presence? What should I be conscious about?

Just because you have seen him almost naked after taking a bath, doesn't mean you have to feel conscious as if he's a prince sitting in front of you, Nathalie. He's not a prince, alright? He's an evil guy. An epitome of Lucifer! Why do I feel a sudden attraction? I can't believe myself!

"Your body seems malnourished." He added.

"For your information, I am slim, not malnourished!" I snorted and then I ate my food faster than what I have been doing a while ago.

"Your hips do not even look so strong. How can you bear a child with that body?" he raised his brow while staring at me. "You have to gain weight, Risha. That means you have to eat more than usual. Don't be so picky when it comes to food." "Are you my father?" I rolled my eyes again and then shook my head in disbelief. I mean, what does he get out of preaching?

He smirked at me. "As my soon-to-be wife, take my advices as it is for your own sake. Please, eat."

"As my soon-to-be husband, I demand you to be stop bossing me around, Evan." I replied sarcastically and then decided to sip on my red tea.

He grinned devilishly at me.

"Feisty... I admire you for that. Now that makes this whole set up more interesting, isn't it?" he said. He leaned his elbows on the table. While still staring at me with an amusement evident on his eyes, he continued to talk. "I would love to see you try and stop me from being a concerned soon-to-be husband when it comes to you, Rish..." he said playfully.