As he approached, a strong aura, carrying a faint and clear fragrance, suddenly enveloped her body.
Malcolm didn't smoke, and the cool aura on his body was always tempting.
Marilyn's heart began to tense up. She tightly pressed against the seat, her fists tightly clenched together.
She lowered her head and did not dare to look at Malcolm.
Malcolm slightly retracted his body, but he did not completely straighten up. Instead, he quietly looked at her while she was lowering her head.
He could see that Marilyn was very nervous. It was good to be nervous. At least, it showed that she cared about him.
Malcolm thought confidently, and his mood improved.
Malcolm started the car and left after the car started honking.
After the car drove for a distance, Marilyn's nervous heart slightly relaxed.
Why was that?
When she was with Malcolm, she would always feel nervous.
Sometimes, she was so nervous that her heart was about to jump out.
Marilyn's heart was full of thoughts, but she suddenly heard Malcolm's voice.
"Lynn, what do you want to eat?"
Marilyn slightly restrained her thoughts and said, "Shrimp."
Shrimp was her favorite, and in the next month, the shrimp would be outsold.
She had to wait until next year to eat again.
When she was in a bad mood, she loved eating shrimp the most.
After eating a meal, the feeling of satisfaction could make all the gloom and unhappiness in her heart disappear.
"Lynn, do you like eating shrimp that much?" Malcolm asked with a slight frown.
When she was with Roland, she also loved shrimp. Won't she get bored of it?
"Yes." Marilyn nodded and admitted. It was not something to be ashamed of. Now, many people have become fans of shrimp.
Marilyn looked at him and asked, "Malcolm, don't you like it?"
Malcolm said, "I don't like it."
Marilyn softly replied. She then looked around and said, "If you don't like it, then let's go and eat something else." Now she only wanted to fill her stomach, and she could eat anything.
The steering wheel moved smoothly in Malcolm's hand. He turned the steering light and drove towards the city center.
After a while, he said, "Lynn, since you want to eat shrimp, I will take you to eat something better."
Malcolm took out his phone and made a call.
Marilyn heard the Fielddell Restaurant.
She was slightly surprised and said embarrassedly, "Malcolm, you are very rich, but a meal at the Fielddell Restaurant is worth more than my salary for a month."
If she wanted to return this favor to him in the future, she would have to spend all her money.
She did not even remember how much she owed this man.
Malcolm's eyes darkened as he said, "Lynn, am I the kind of person who wants something from you?"
Marilyn looked at him. "Although you are not such a person, the price of this meal is too high..."
"Lynn," Malcolm interrupted her and quickly glanced at her. He then said, "We agreed that I would treat you. If you feel sorry, then accompany me to watch a movie."
When he was in the parking lot, he planned the future of himself and Marilyn.
He wanted to do what many couples would do with Marilyn.
They had traveled together, had dinner together, had enjoyed the sea breeze together, but had never seen a movie together.
Upon hearing this, Marilyn felt that she had fallen into another trap.
Marilyn thought for a moment and said, "Malcolm, it doesn't seem appropriate for the two of us to watch a movie together, right?"
Malcolm asked expressionlessly, "Why not?" He said in a light tone.
But Marilyn still heard the anger in his tone.
Marilyn smiled, "Isn't watching a movie something that only couples do..."
"Aren't we dating?" Malcolm's tone was more solemn than before.
Marilyn straightened up and looked at him. "Malcolm, do you think we're a couple?"
Marilyn thought that he was kidding.
"What about your childhood sweetheart?"
She felt sorry for Malcolm's childhood sweetheart.
After all, Malcolm said that she had already...
Marilyn frowned slightly, and the damned idea in her heart rose again.
Malcolm remained silent, his face cold.
Marilyn looked around and saw that his perfect and handsome face was getting colder.
Marilyn looked at it and felt depressed.
She said, "Alright, alright. Isn't it just a movie? Then let's go tomorrow night."
When Malcolm heard this, his gloomy expression suddenly disappeared. "Not tomorrow night. Let's go on Saturday."
Marilyn looked at him with the complaint. "Malcolm, don't push me. I'll stay at home with the child on Saturday."
Malcolm said unhurriedly, "Dominic and Laverne seem to prefer going to the library."
Marilyn smiled. "Malcolm, it seems that you know my children better than me."
Malcolm pursed his lips slightly and thought in his heart that those were also his children.
He continued to speak unhurriedly, "Lynn, let's go on Saturday." He would make the arrangements.
Marilyn saw his stubbornness and could only compromise. She felt uncomfortable to owe him a favor.
"Up to you." She casually said.
When Malcolm heard this, a smile appeared on his gloomy face.
Marilyn took out her phone and saw Malcolm's call.
She looked sideways at him. Why did he call her too?
Her mother also made several calls.
She quickly sent a Line message to let them not worry, and she would go back after dinner.
Elvira, who had always been worried, was relieved after seeing the Line message.
There was not much traffic at night, and thirty minutes later, Malcolm had already driven the car to the parking lot of the Fielddell Restaurant.
Malcolm parked the car and Marilyn was about to unbuckle her seatbelt.
Malcolm was one step ahead of her. He approached her unintentionally and helped her unbuckle her seatbelt.
Marilyn smiled helplessly and teased, "Malcolm, being your girlfriend is a blessing."
When Malcolm heard her words, he was slightly stunned. He looked at her deeply.
Then, he smiled slyly. "Lynn, being your boyfriend is also bliss."
Marilyn was speechless.
"You're misinterpreting my words. I mean your future girlfriend, not me."
Malcolm did not answer her. Instead, he got out of the car and walked to the other side. He opened the car door in a gentlemanly manner and let Marilyn get out.
Malcolm looked at her slightly raised lips. Several minutes before, she was still in a daze.
Her smile showed that she was in a good mood at the moment.
Marilyn got out of the car and glanced at the luxurious parking lot.
As expected of the most luxurious restaurant in Fielddell, even the parking lot was very luxurious.
Malcolm held her hand and walked forward without saying anything.