Purchased A Mr. Right
Chapter 1750

The word of girlfriend heavily hit on her heart.

There were more than once when they were misunderstood as a couple. Although Wilson did not explain anything, he never admitted it. This was the first time he took the initiative to say such a thing. Tina was lost in her thoughts.

She looked at him blankly, with astonishment and confusion in her eyes.

Wilson saw through her thoughts and smiled. "You have to be responsible. I am not kidding!"

Tina was speechless.

The vendor urged, "Lady, have you decided?"

Tina bit her lip and put some vegetables in a plastic bag.

The vendor scaled all the vegetables and handed them to Wilson with a smile. "53 yuan in total. This is your change."

"Thank you!" Wilson said.

He took over, looking languid.

He was wearing a stiff suit. Even in such a messy night market, he was still elegant and dignified, and could not hide his noble temperament and handsomeness. Tina stopped in front of the black Mercedes.

Her eyes moved from the bag in his hand, to his face and asked uncertainly, "Wilson, did you really cancel the engagement with Miss Amery?"

"Mmm!" Wilson nodded.

Tina held her breathe.

Wilson immediately added, "Tina, I never thought about marrying her!"

Tina's lips drooped.

Wilson was clear about the dispute between her and Dylan, so he didn't have a grudge against her anymore.

Therefore, he did not want her to misunderstand.

He explained patiently in a low voice, "The engagement is actually a business cooperation for benefits. The Amery family wants to make a profit, and I want to win the bid to achieve win-win results! I have made an agreement with Abby in advance that the so-called marriage is totally a disguise!"

Tina was surprised.

She blinked her eyes blankly. Then, she thought of something and looked down.

After a long while, Tina said with bitterness, "But you and Miss Amery once had a very deep relationship when you were in college..."

What she cared more was Wilson's attitude towards Abby.

Wilson frowned. "Who told you that?"

Tina said, "Desmond."

Wilson's eyebrows twitched.

He seemed to be a little irritable and somewhat helpless. "I haven't dated with Abby. We were just friends and classmates! As for Desmond, he was pursuing Abby at that time. But she was proud and arrogant. How could she fall in love with such a mischievous young master like him?"

"Abby refused him. In order to make him give up, and also to solve other pursuers, she deliberately claimed that we were together. But from the beginning to the end, I didn't even touch her hand!"

Bellamy had clearly planned Wilson's life, and he strickly trained him since childhood.

Wilson's life of business was destined from the beginning.

When he was in school, all his attention was on his studies. He had no time to care about other things and had no interest in them. He was also annoyed with the girls around him. Therefore, he turned a blind eye to Abby's behavior for the sake of friendship and to avoid trouble.

That was why rumors spread that they were famous campus couples.

In fact, they had always been ordinary friends.

As for Abby's thought, Wilson was not necessarily unaware of it. Abby had tentatively suggested to make it real, but he refused.

Tina suddenly became silent.

In an instant, she felt relieved.

Tina believed Wilson's words because he disdained to lie.

Abby and Wilson had never been together before, and there were no so-called beautiful memories. It was understandable that Wilson did not know, but Abby had mentioned it intentionally or unintentionally in front of Tina. She did not even deny it, making Tina misunderstand it invisibly.

Obviously, Abby did it on purpose.

Wilson unlocked the car with remote control. He opened the trunk, and put all the vegetables he had bought inside.

Tina looked at him for a moment.

Her face was dreamy.

Her heart became extremely clear.

It seemed that, inside her heart, it was brighter than the morning sun. Suddenly, a sparrow fluttered around with a happy voice.

Tina's drooping hands clenched and loosened again.

After repeating it a few times, she seemed to have used up all her courage and risked everything. There was no longer any concealment. She wanted to clearly tell her true feelings.

Tina whispered, "Wilson, I like you."

Wilson's action of closing the trunk stopped.

His eyes were bright.

In the sunset, his eyes were covered in a hazy layer of light, and his expression was very gentle.

Wilson smiled and said word by word, "Really? But, Tina, I love you."

As for exactly since when, he did not know.

Maybe when he wanted to keep her by his side at midnight, maybe when he was jealous of her relationship with Dylan, or maybe when she cooked the porridge for him. Or maybe it was even earlier. Tina was stunned.

Her heart was beating like a deer's heart.

Then she smiled with her eyes filled with tears.

When Wilson approached her, she threw herself into his arms obediently and was tightly hugged by his long arms.

At this moment, the fog that covered her love was pushed away and the love tree grew luxuriantly.

Half an hour later, they returned to Tina's home.

When they changed into slippers, Tina thought of the moment they had hugged at the street corner of the night market for so long, and her face turned red.

Tina took the bag from Wilson's hand and said with a smile, "I'm going to cook now. Two or three dishes should be enough for us!"

Wilson squinted at her and said, "Haven't you eaten in the restaurant?"

Tina was embarrassed. She knew that he was ridiculing her.

She immediately beamed. "No, I'm not full at all!"

Wilson was very satisfied.

However, Tina left the restaurant without explaining anything.

Thinking about it, she was really sorry for Lynn. After all, she was to help him. She didn't know how Lynn would explain to his family. It seemed that she had to apologize to him afterward. Tina sighed.

Wilson entered the kitchen to remind her to cook porridge.

Tina lowered her head obediently like a new bride. She washed the rice deftly, and put it into a clay pot with hot water. Then, she prepared some fresh vegetables.

The blue flame licked the bottom of the pot, boiling the porridge.

The air was filled with the scent of rice.

A searing heat surged from behind her neck.

Wilson hugged her from the back and narrowed his eyes. "You can't cook porridge for anyone except your daughter in the future, especially men!"