Chapter 30
“It was just me.”
That’s wonderful since I really should eat. In order for us to take a look at them, would you kindly lie down and pull your dress up a little bit?” To my astonishment, he didn’t even want to make me feel uncomfortable; instead, he offered me something to close my lower portion and examined my babies while he did it. Then he flashed a grin.
“Three, your husband seems to be quite the sharpshooter. They are doing well and staying healthy, but I would like for you to drink more water since I am concerned about your health. You are not taking enough for three; I mean Tour, including you.”
I started laughing and then stood up. He took off his gloves and went behind the table where he was sitting. When he was in a solemn mood, he sported a dashing appearance. It seems that I had an erroneous impression of him.
“So, now that I’ve taken your house, have you been able to buy another one?”
“Yes, I did pick up another one not too far from where you did. However, the view of the ocean from that property is not quite as unobstructed as the one from yours. You know, I really have no reason to complain. However, I still favor yours more. Do you want to eat lunch with me today?” I gave in after he made a face at me. He then directed his assistant to call off all of his appointments for the day and shut the door to his office. We decided to eat at a Korean restaurant, so we made our way there. The restaurant was so warm and inviting that I almost forgot I was in Ozark. It screamed South Korea–the feelings and everything made me think I was in South Korea. After locating a comfortable spot on the terrace, we placed our orders.
So tell me, why do you choose to live apart from your family?”
“Because they used to socialize so much in my business, I made the decision to leave. Let’s just say that despite the fact that I’m a fully grown adult with a beard, they continue to treat me like I’m only 16 years old.” It made me laugh. “How about you? Why did you move to Ozark? I mean, New York is classy and everything, which is not to say that Ozark isn’t, but you know what I mean. There is a significant distance separating the two cities.” I gave a little pause. After that, though, I grinned and responded.
“I’ve never been one to put down roots in a single location. Because I have seen the rest of the globe, thanks to my parents, I was ready to leave New York.” He gave me a harsh look and then nodded his head while he was looking at
- me.
“Are you a stay–at–home wife, or should I say, mom?”
“To be honest, no. My flower store is located in the downtown area, and it has been operational long before I even moved to this location. And I’ve been thinking about opening a bakery, but right now I’m considering all of my
alternatives.”
“What did you do before?”
“Umm, this is a complete departure from what I’m doing right now. I used to be an accountant, but these days, all I want to do is focus on myself.”
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Chapter 30
“That’s a huge gap, just like the gap between Ozark and New York. Well, let’s eat. This one is on me.” Even though I have no idea what I’m doing. I can say without a shadow of a doubt that I like being in Mason’s company. It seems like he’d be a lot of fun to hang out with. And I suppose it means I’ve done it again and made a new friend.
-Lola~
The scorching sun, resembling a rapacious despot, carelessly let loose its lethal heat upon the waves of the ocean, which was then followed by a chilling breeze from autumn. I was standing on my balcony and staring off toward the horizon as I did so. The balcony has now become my favorite spot. I stood by the balcony as the gentle breeze blew the seemingly endless dunes further and further into the distance. In the dry Ozarks, waves of hot air mingled with the seasonal chill, causing sandstorms that occasionally blocked out the sun itself. These storms were caused by a combination of the season’s natural coolness and the hot air. As I gazed lower down, the earth took on the color and appearance of sand, which, on a nice day, I would have liked nothing better than to run my bare hands through. I heaved a sigh of relief and reached for another book to read. But as I continued to read the book to the babies, I noticed that I was beginning to feel a bit chilly, so I moved to a seat that was closer to the fireplace. While I continued to consume my tea and read the book, I stroked my stomach at various points throughout the procedure. I was cursing at how good the Earl Grey tea was because I knew I would be making frequent trips to the restroom tonight. My teapot was almost empty, and I was cursing at how delicious the tea was. I closed the children’s book and headed up the stairs. I did not waste any time getting to bed, and I let the night take control.
