My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 299

I stared at Irvin while he was chewing, and I couldn't help but ask, "What do you think? You can even

taste the mango puree in it!" Many people didn't seem to like the texture. And judging from his

expression, I didn't know if he liked it.

His smile broadened, seemingly in a very good mood, and he nodded, "I like it. It's not too sweet."

Emotions were contagious. I loosened up a little after having some desserts and being around Irvin,

who was in a rather good mood. Looking at him, I asked, "Where are we going next?"

He laughed, "We're going to eat some more."

"What are we eating then?" I asked. People would be more willing to talk if they were in a good mood.

That was the same for me as well.

Irvin replied with a smile, "I'll let you decide."

I thought for a second, "What about Asian food?"

Upon hearing my answer, he cocked his eyebrows, but he didn't say anything else. A

moment later, he started the engine.

He brought me to a relatively famous Asian restaurant in a mall. Since it was the after peak hour for

lunch, there weren't many people in the restaurant. So, we settled at a larger table.

After Irvin ordered the food for both of us, he turned his attention to me and saw that I was still eating

the cake from before.

He didn't hesitate to take it away, and he said, "You shouldn't eat so many snacks before the meal.

Otherwise, you won't be able to eat anything else later."

Stunned, I nodded. It had been a while since anyone had treated me so whole-heartedly. Anyway, I

was indeed a little full from the few mouthfuls of cake from earlier.

Irvin didn't leave the unfinished cake aside after he took it away from me. Instead, he gobbled it up.

Thinking that he must really like it, I asked, "So, you like the taste of it too?"

He curled his lips into a wide grin, "Yes, I like it very much."

"Then maybe we can buy more on our way back later?" "That's a good idea!"

Irvin seemed like he was on cloud nine. He ordered many dishes, but I couldn't eat much because I

had the desserts first. I looked at the leftovers and couldn't help but feel regretful, "It's such a waste!"

He smiled, "We can take them away if you want."

I was surprised. He didn't seem like a penny-pinching person. Instead, he was fastidious about the

living environment at home.

So, I was startled when he not only finished the rest of the cake that I had eaten, but he also suggested

wrapping up the leftovers.

Seeing that I was staring at him, Irvin smiled, "I know a place nearby where a lot of homeless people

and stray dogs will gather. We can share the food with them." Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

Listening to his explanation, I was stunned with mixed emotions. I had never thought that he, as

someone who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, would know the struggles of the people in

need. But it seemed like I was wrong.

"Of course!" I nodded. Then, I asked for containers from the attendant and packed everything that I

could.

When I was done, we left the restaurant. After walking for a while, Irvin turned to look at me and asked,

"Are you tired?"

I shook my head, "No."

"We'll be there in a minute," he said.

Most people associated downtown with somewhere bustling and affluent. So, I was beyond shocked

when Irvin brought me to a place that seemed like it was forgotten by the city.

It was hidden in the alleys. If it weren't for Irvin, I wouldn't have found the way here. There was already

a lot of food placed next to the dumpster when we got there. I stopped a few steps away from the spot

while Irvin continued forward to put down the takeaway containers together with the others.

I took the time to look around. It was clean at this corner of the alleys, even around the dumpster. The

takeaway boxes left next to it were also neatly arranged. After Irvin placed the containers, he turned

around to come back to me and gestured for us to leave.

Walking back to the main street, I looked upwards at him and smiled softly, "Irvin, there sure are many

good Samaritans nowadays, right?" I wasn't talking only about the people who gave food to the strays.

He seemed surprised to see my smile. Lost in his thoughts for a moment, he nodded and held my

hand, "Yes, there are still a lot of them."

Tears started running down my cheeks, and I couldn't help it. Irvin raised his hand and pulled me into

his arms, soothing me, "Remember, you must stay strong no matter what happens!"

I nodded, feeling a little bit better, but the tears just wouldn't stop. After a long time, I finally managed to

stop crying, and I wriggled out of his embrace. Then, I only realized that I had drenched his delicate suit

with my snots and tears, which somehow looked comical.

I couldn't help but laugh. In a hoarse voice, I said, "Your clothes?"

Irvin sighed defenselessly. He then took out a piece of tissue and handed it to me, saying, "Well. Take

responsibility for your own fault."