“Supplements?”
Alex didn’t know how to respond since his body was so strong that it was simply unimaginable to the average person. His bones, flesh, and soul didn’t actually need any more nourishment at this point.
Beatrice took something from a shelf and threw it towards Alex. “Like this!”
“What is this?”
Alex checked the name and read it out loud, “Muira Puama-increases immunity and sper… What the f*ck?! Why would I need something like this?”
Beatrice grinned cheekily. “Like I said, supplements. You don’t have enough, right?”
Alex frowned. “What do you mean by that?”
Beatrice said, “Don’t deny it. I heard all about it last night. You won’t have enough if you have to share it with that many people!”
Alex put the box back onto the shelf and dragged her away. “I don’t want them.”
“Are they too expensive? I’ll buy it for you then!”
“Stop playing around!”
Dragged away, Beatrice sighed to herself. ‘So many people are sharing this man. If this goes on, I won’t even get my portion when my turn comes.’
The two then bought flour from the supermarket. Alex had initially bought more than they needed, so he just took all their stock from one brand from the shelves. He even bought some other things that weren’t included in the shopping list.
When paying, Alex noticed that a few faint divine consciousnesses were watching him. They were hiding, as though scared Alex might notice them. However, Alex’s mental powers were quite strong. He was sensitive to an average person’s gaze, let alone something that had locked onto him.
He decided to ignore it, for now, grabbing Beatrice’s hands and leaving right after they paid.
The girl was surprised. It was the first time Alex had held her hand voluntarily.
‘Has my determination finally been rewarded?’
Being in her early twenties, Beatrice would fantasize about her one true love. It would be a charming prince who loved her wholeheartedly. She despised playboys the most, viewing them as absolute b*stards.
‘Is he talking about me?’
‘What does this mean? Was he just pitying me? Was he trying to thank me for taking care of his kids by holding my hand for a while?’
She was heartbroken, realizing that her fantasies were really just fantasies.
‘Why?’
‘I don’t want his pity!’
Beatrice’s eyes reddened from sorrow as she bit down on her lower lip.
Just then, Alex growled again, “Get lost!”
It was an angry scowl, and Beatrice’s heart dropped to the bottom of the ocean. She couldn’t possibly bear such humiliation. She’d rather die than to be treated like this.
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