“Gerald, I bought these fruits for you. I’ve already washed them, so come over and eat them!”

Giya set a tray of fruits down upon the coffee table, then took an apple herself and began munching on it as she watched the television.

Rather than a runaway fiancée escaping an arranged marriage, Gerald thought she looked more like she’d come for a pleasant holiday.

He’d returned half an hour ago. After helping Giya get settled in, he’d gone to take a bath.

At the moment, he wasn’t sure what to say ab