His Domineering Lover
Chapter 70

Adam was sitting there as well-behaved as the children in the kindergarten, which made Tracey could not help laughing.

"I didn't steal the food." He looked at her, asking for praise.

"Fine." She did not want to respond.

"Then...shouldn't you give me some rewards, huh?" He raised his eyebrows and looked at her with an evil look.

Tracey didn't understand. "What reward, ah..." She screamed but had been put on his legs.

Her breath was taken away by him and he subconsciously put his hand on Tracey's upper body.

"Where do you put your hands on?!" Tracey thought, with face flushing heavily. How this man like kissing so much? Anytime, anywhere! Was he born a hooligan?

Seeing Tracey's red face, Adam let go of her reluctantly. "Little Tracey, see, how much do we look like a couple! Marry me, okay?"

He turned out to conquer Tracey step by step until she agreed. If she was a little careless, she would fall into his sweet trap.

"I haven't thought about it yet." Tracey's face was still red, she almost fell in.

Women would usually be most vulnerable and be conquered easily at this time.

"Anyway, I don't care. You said let me marry you when you grew up. I think you have grown up." Adam insisted.

"The food is getting cold. Let's eat." Tracey quickly got off from his legs and changed the topic.

It happened such a long time ago and Tracey was no longer the ignorant girl after experiencing so many things.

A lot of things had changed within fifteen years. Back then, she didn't understand him, not mention now.

Adam saw a hint of coldness flashed away in her eyes, he felt a little helpless.

It seemed that it was not that easy to warm her inside up.

"Little Tracey, your cooking skills are not bad. Where did you learn it?" Adam looked at the dishes in front of him.

Mapo Tofu, fried eggs with tomatoes, Yuxiang pork slices, and the soup, were all common dishes.

Not only tasted good, but also cooked fast. Tracey thought that he would not like this kind of food.

He should be eating very luxuriously every day, all were the most delicate food for each of his meals, but he looked very enjoyable now.

"According to the recipes found online, practice more, that's it." Tracey said casually.

"You are the daughter of the Xia family. Even if you were abroad, you don't have to cook by yourself.

Girl, what happened?" Adam wondered once again.

"Nothing." In the past three years, she seemed to be totally disappearing. Adam had checked her tracks more than once.

He thought that even if she was not very good, at least she would not be bad. Now it seemed that it was not the case.

If she lived a good life, how she would learn cooking? How she had such serious stomach problems? How she would almost jump downstairs in a daze at night?"

All of these could only prove one thing. She was not good, not at all.

Tracey had never shown her condition to others, although she knew that women's most advantageous weapon was to show weakness. However, she was actually a strong person inside. She could change her outside a hundred times, she could be cold, evil, or enchanting. She would only not being weak. She wanted to be strong, even powerful, much more than others.

She never received sympathy from anyone. Only the weak needed sympathy, so she would rather not say anything.

Seeing that she didn't want to mention the past, Adam couldn't force her to say. For a moment, the atmosphere became a little awkward. "I've finished. You handle the dishes." Tracey took the dish back to the kitchen.

"What? I'm washing them?" Adam suddenly got a headache. He felt Tracey was really bold.

Seeing her cold face, Adam changed his mind quickly, "Okay, I'll wash."

God knew that he hated washing dishes most. He hated greasy things.

She looked around the kitchen, it was a dishwasher they need to buy the most.

Hearing the sound of water coming from the kitchen, Tracey did not expect that he would really wash. She slowly walked toward him.

Feeling Tracey standing behind, Adam turned around happily. "What's wrong? Do you think I am pitful?"

Tracey just took off her apron and only hang it on his neck. "I'm worried that your clothes would get wet. It should be quite expensive." Adam gritted his teeth. "Wear it for me." He said.

Tracey had no choice but to agreed, when she was doing that, she needed to put her hands around his waist.

Such an action was like she hugged him. As long as Adam lowered his head, he could smell the fragrance of her hair.

He directly put her into his arms. "Little Tracey, this time, you came to me first."

"I'm just kindly putting on it for you." Tracey said helplessly. She won't approach him so easily next time.

"Well, wait for me outside" He let her go without doing anything else this time.

Tracey turned around and went out. She had a habit of taking an afternoon nap, so she is going to have a nap as she did not have something very important to do today. When Adam came out, he saw that she had fallen asleep on the sofa. Her sleeping face was as pure and flawless as it was three years ago.

The woman in front of him overlapped with the little girl from many years ago. Adam gently touched her cheek.

"Little Tracey..."

The window was open, and the sea breeze blew through the curtains. Adam took out a blanket to cover her, in case that the wind made her feeling cold.

He knelt on the ground, took off her shoes, and let her sleep more comfortably on the sofa.

This was a nice sleep for Tracey, as if she had returned to many years ago. Her parents were by her side, and she was still the little pretty, naive and carefree princess.

She smiled sweetly and happily in the dream, and her dress was waved in the air, circling around her.

"Brother Adam, when I grow up, you will marry me, okay?" She asked in her dream.

The young man's handsome face turned into Adam's. Tracey suddenly woke up from her dream.

She found that a piece of paper was left on the table.

It wrote, "I have something urgent, leave first.

Remember to eat. Well see each other soon."

Tracey opened the blanket and was about to dump the note. Suddenly, the teenager's voice came to her mind.

"You shall grow up quickly. When you grow up, I will marry you."

At that time, when he said this, his eyes were very serious. Tracey thought of Adam's eyes and didn't throw out the note in her hand.

She read it again and again as if she could see his face when seeing his writing.

The teenager ever disappeared, now he turned up again. "What kind of memory he would leave for me in the future?" Tracey felt into thinking.