Purchased A Mr. Right
Chapter 1057

"Never." Adam shook his head.

Anthea immediately shouted in a low voice, "God, the happiest thing in one's childhood is to go to an amusement park. What did you play when you were a child?"

Although she lost her mother when she was very young and her father, whom she had found later, also lost, her adoptive parents in the town treated her well. Every time her foster father got a bonus, he would take her to the amusement park.

In fact, she didn't lie to her grandpa. She had been living happily.

Adam thought about it carefully and answered in a low voice, "I usually study, and I will do some target practices and martial fitness training in my spare time."

His father, Bellamy, had always been strict when it came to raising children. Other than his youngest brother, he and his younger brother had always been obedient to their father. To them, most time of their childhood was boring. They soon got used to it.

When Anthea heard this, she licked her lips and said, "That must be a hard time!"

Adam,

The last round of tourists went out. Anthea pulled him to run to the entrance. After lining up to wait for their turn, they two got on the pirate ship, sat in the last row, which was the most exciting position. With the beat of the drums and music, the pirate ship began to move, and it swung higher and higher.

Adam's original intention was to bring her here as a reward for her concentration during studying. He planned to enjoy the scenery like a parent who brought his own child here. However, he didn't expect that he would be dragged on the ship in as soon as he came in the park.

Compared to others who were screaming, Adam remained calm.

For him, swinging at such a high altitude was a piece of cake. He wouldn't frown even on a roller coaster. After all, he was trained to climb up and down on a rope a lot of times in the air, and when he went out on a mission, he often was fully armed, only relying on hands to abseil down from the helicopter.

However, the flowing hair of the girl beside him was all messed up on both sides of her cheeks and accidentally touched his face.

His face tickled, but he didn't reach out his hand to flick her hair off his face.

She excitedly raised her hands and cheered. Seeing her eyes seemed to reflect the splendid scenery of the setting sun, a faint smile touched his mouth while he didn't know it.

As the evening wore on, Anthea almost went crazy playing all the rides.

Adam put his hands in his pockets and followed her silently.

There was a little boy in front of them who was jumping to ask his dad for drinks. Just two more steps forward, there was a couple, and the man was handing a drink he just bought to his girlfriend. After playing for a while, her little face was already red.

Adam glanced at the store not far away, and asked, "Anthea, what do you want to drink?"

Anthea, who was reading the map, heard him and suddenly stopped. "What did you say?"

"I asked you if you want to have a drink," Adam repeated.

Her eyes nearly popped out of her head while she staring at him. "I mean, what did you just call me?"

A confused look appeared on Adam's face. "Your name, Anthea. Do you have any other names?"

She suddenly held her breath.

Just now, Anthea thought she had misheard him. This was the first time that he had called her by her

name.

Although her family, her besties and classmates, whoever close to her would call her Anthea, no one else could make her heart miss a beat by calling her name in a deep voice.

The two words which came out of his lips seemed to have the power to captivate her.

"No, no, I only have this name!" Anthea's fingers quietly curled up. "Call... call me again!"

"Anthea," Adam repeated in a low voice.

"Say it again!" Anthea's eyes were shining.

"Anthea." Adam frowned and repeated again.

Anthea pursed her lips gently like a child, looking straight at him. She asked, "Adam, can you do that again?"

Adam,

Anthea sat obediently on the bench under a street light, with her legs closed together. She stared at the shop in the near distance. Adam was picking up some drinks in a refrigerator with his back to her. Looking at his broad back, she didn't want to look away.

Adam put the change back into his trousers pocket, turned around, and walked back with two bottles of fruit juice. He handed the room temperature one to her and drank the cold one.

When he saw her gulping down less than half a bottle and replacing the cap on it, Adam stood up.

Anthea followed him in a hurry. Under the streetlight, they cast long shadows on the ground. She moved two steps quietly towards him, and their shadows met each other, which made them look more like a couple.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a young couple passing by.

The girl was tired and was shaking off the highheeled shoes on her feet. The boy bent down to carry her, and the two of them giggled sweetly.

She blinked twice, and she suddenly squatted.

"Whoosh!"

Hearing her voice, Adam immediately turned around and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Anthea covered her ankle with both hands and said with a grimace, "Adam, I seem to have sprained my ankle just now!"

"Have you sprained your ankle?" Adam walked to her.

"Yes!" Anthea nodded. Her drooping eyelashes moved a little, and then she whined, "It hurts. I think I can't walk!"

"You can't walk?" Adam asked with a frown.

At this time, Anthea raised her head and blinked her clear eyes. She spread her arms and said shyly, "Adam, why don't you hold me like last time? Or you can carry me!"

Adam looked down at her ankle with his staring dark eyes, but it was dark here. What's more, she covered her ankle with her hands so he couldn't see the injury.

When he looked back at her face, she didn't look painful. On the contrary, her eyes flickered.

Adam went forward, bent over with his back to her.

In the depths of her eyes, there was a smile of satisfaction. She tried to crawl on her hands and knees out onto his back, but Adam suddenly dodged as soon as her fingertips touched him.

Anthea almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, she reacted quickly. After jumping two steps, she kept her balance and did not make a fool of herself in public.

She cried out in a low voice, complaining, "What are you doing?"

Adam had been in the army for many years and had interrogated many people. It was easy for him to see through such a little trick. When she sprained her ankle previously, her face went pale because of the pain. She had really put on an act just now.

As a professional soldier, he suggested that she would definitely not be able to be a spy in the future.

Adam put his hands in his pockets and glanced at her ankles calmly. He saw through her and said, "I think you're fine."

"..." Anthea's face turned red.

Watching his tall back, Anthea followed him with puffed cheeks, cursing in a low voice in her heart.

What a dull soldier!