The Apple of My Eye
Chapter 723 Shopping

Anthony was stunned silent. A subtle smirk crept up Sue's face as she moved to leave Anthony behind where he stood.

Albeit hesitantly, Anthony found himself grabbing her arm. "Sue, just wait here, ok? I'll go buy them for you."

Before Sue could stop him, he was already walking away.

Given Sue's injured foot, he felt it his responsibility to take care of this for her. 'I just have to buy some necessities. I can do that, can't I?' he told himself.

'Besides, the supermarket would be pretty dead by then,' he thought.

Luckily for Anthony, there was one nearby.

As uncertain as he was, Anthony managed to look for something properly arrayed over the shelves he needed casually.

But another problem awaited him. The rows were filled with all kinds of napkins.

He stood there for a while, contemplating on the products for all-day and all-night, some with wings and some without wings. 'What does that even mean?' Anthony, being the calculating man he was, decided to get one of every kind - a safety measure.

It took him everything to push down the redness creeping up his face as he heard a couple young girls snickering behind him.

'I'm a grown man, for goodness' sake, I can manage to buy some damn sanitary napkins on my own,' he thought to himself, quite strongly.

The woman at the cashier was a tad uncertain as she was beeping the items in. "Sir... are you sure you're getting all of them?"

"Yes!" he almost squeaked. "Just please speed it up if you can," he added more properly. He couldn't help tapping his foot incessantly.

"Sir, are those for your girlfriend?" He heard from behind him. He stared at the two girls. "Those are too many for your girlfriend," one of them suggested.

"Oh, really?" Anthony felt his face warmed up.

The girls laughed - how amusing. They picked out a certain brand and kind of napkin for Anthony to buy.

"Wow, thank you," he didn't expect the help, but he was much more grateful for it than he'd ever care to admit. The bill was finally settled, and he could exit the whole situation.

He sighed deeply as he headed back to where Sue was waiting. He was still quite flushed.

As much as they helped him, he hoped to never see those young girls again.

He found Sue sat on the parterre, idly shining her shoes. Her feet must've been killing her.

Feeling concerned, Anthony offered to walk her home.

When they arrived at Sue's house, Anthony handed her the bag from the store. "Well, well, look at that. You must be quite experienced buying these," she teased.

He gave her a pointed stare in return. Sue snickered. Trying to ignore her, Anthony directed his attention instead to the absolute mess of Sue's house.

"It must be true. Look, you got the good brand right away!"

Anthony groaned and relayed the details of his little shopping situation. This made her hysterical.

"You're telling me," she said as she came down from her laughing high, "you picked out of every kind?" "I didn't know, ok? Better be safe to get them all than get the wrong one," Anthony defended himself.

It made Sue laugh even harder. Warmth filled her heart she found herself lucky Anthony cared about her the way he did to Sheryl.

They spent the night with Anthony tidying around the house, and Sue nodding along as he chastised her for her messiness. "I haven't been able to visit as much as I used to, but while you're still injured, you'd better rest up at home. Just call me whenever you need, okay?"

"Yes, yes..." Sue waved her hand at him. He was sweet, but she was tired of the nagging.

"I just want you to get better. Can't you at least listen to me?" he complained. One might also say he was almost pouting.

When Sue heard a knock on her door the following day, she was eager to meet Anthony.

Her smile faded a bit when she opened the door and found Holley standing in front of her.

Holley hadn't been around much, but after hearing of her injury, she must've wanted to check in. She had some gifts with her, but Sue couldn't bring herself to feel pleasant about them.

"Miss Ye, what brings you here?" "Expecting someone else?" she asked as Sue led her inside.

"You seem disappointed to see me," she suggested. "I suppose you are waiting for someone else's arrival." "No, of course not," Sue quickly denied. "It's always a pleasure."

Holley put away the gifts and then assisted Sue on the couch. Guilt struck Sue, and she couldn't quite look her in the eye. "Can I get you anything, Miss Ye?"

"Please, just recover. You don't have to worry about manners with me." She wouldn't have a wounded person fetch her drinks.

"Please do help yourself," Sue offered instead.

The two exchanged a smile. "How did you end up like that anyway?" Holley glanced at Sue's wounded ankle and inquired of how Sue had hurt her foot.

"It just happened," she sighed. "Blame my carelessness."

"You'd better take care of yourself Sue. You can never be too careful with your feet - your know your job demands them."

"Fine. Your words actually make sense, Miss Ye." Sue replied in defeat as she glanced at Holley. Sue stayed composed, but there was a slight tug in her gut. Something told her Holley's sympathy was part of some other motive.

Her suspicion arose further when Holley asked how her progress was with Anthony. There it was. Sue didn't like the question.

She thought it useless - there would be only one answer anyway. "He still has Sheryl by his side. So that's the end of it." Sue was quiet for a moment. That was the truth and she knew it, but she couldn't get rid of a certain feeling in her heart that might have resembled hope.

"Sue, you know you can talk to me, right?" Holley's face looked eager to help. A little too eager, Sue thought. "I'm here, you know that? For anything."