Love Worth Fighting For

89 Getting closer

Elena immediately lowered her head, her feelings immediately mixed. Everything was too sudden, Christian’s declaration of love, his requests to live together and go to see his parents in Geneva too soon for Elena.

Christian slowly grabs Elena’s chin and lifts her up. “You trust me, don’t you?”

“Why me, Christ?”

Christian’s eyebrows immediately lifted. “Why what?”

“Why did you choose me? I am nothing and do not have any advantages compared to your ex-girlfriends who have extraordinary wealth and beauty, I am only the daughter of a simple cake maker. I just...”

“A fierce girl who made me fall in love, one the only person who dares to speak so rudely without being afraid of me.” Christian interrupts Elena’s words with a smile.

“Well how can I not be angry, you judge someone from the outside without giving that person a chance to prove her ability,” said Elena curtly.

Christian chuckles. “That’s why I like you, Elena.”

“But...

.....

Knock..knock..

“The meal is ready, young master.” Jorge’s voice sounded faint.

Christian again gave Elena a kiss on the lips. “We will continue later, our food has arrived.”

Elena nodded slowly, after kissing Elena’s lips again. It feels so sweet to half run Christian to his bedroom door which he had previously locked. As soon as the door opened, Jorge appeared with a maid pushing a trolley full of food which was still closed.

The maid stopped in her tracks when she arrived at a table not far away from where Elena was standing now, the maid skillfully arranged the delicious food that had been prepared in advance so neatly on the table. The smell of the food was so fragrant that it made Elena’s stomach growl even more, fortunately no one heard her stomach at this time.

“This is from Kainer, sir.” Jorge handed Christian the black bag politely.

Christis lips thinning, he immediately received a bag containing Elena’s equipment that Kainer had previously bought at a well-known shopping center.

“Is there anything else you need, sir?”

Christian shakes his head. “Enough.”

“Well then I excuse myself, please enjoy,” said Jorge politely, then left Christian’s room quickly with the female servant who previously served food.

As soon as the two maids came out, Christian immediately closed and locked the door again. Elena’s heartbeat accelerated when she heard a ‘click’ sound from the door that Christian had just closed, Elena knew that Christian had locked the only way out of the room.

“This is for you,” Christian says quietly as he hands Elena the black bag previously under Jorge.

“For me, what is it?”

“Clothes and other women’s things, Kainer bought,” Christian replies without hesitation.

Elena quickly snatches the bag from Christian’s hands, both cheeks already very red.

“Don’t be shy, Elena. Even though Kainer bought the clothes, he didn’t dare touch them. There was a special female staff member looking for them before Kainer came to pick them up at the shop.”

“Female staff?”

Christian nods slowly. “Yes, her name is Margaretha. She always helps me.”

Elena immediately folded her arms across her chest, there was an uncomfortable feeling that suddenly bothered her at this time. “Does she often help you like this?”

Christian who was already sitting enjoying his food, shook his head slowly. “Not really, since I never went back to Geneva I never asked her for help.”

“Back to Geneva?”

“Yes, every time I go back to Geneva to meet my mother and sister I always ask Margaretha for help to find the latest women’s things to take back to Geneva.”

Guilt and shame immediately overwhelm Elena after previously thinking about Christian.

“Come here Elena, eat with me. I’m really hungry right now,” Christian says again with his mouth full of food, inviting Elena to join him.

Since she was already so hungry right now, Elena did not refuse Christian’s invitation. After carefully placing the bag Christian gave her on the table, Elena then followed Christian who was busy preparing food for her.

“Eat it, the chef in this house is the best cook. You’ll love it.”

“Chef, did you hire a chef?” asked Elena in surprise.

Christian nods quickly. “Yeah, what’s the matter? Is something wrong?”

Elena immediately shook her head quickly when she realized her stupidity. “No, nothing’s wrong. How can Christian Clarke eat normal food?”

“Don’t blame me, Elena. Long before I was born, the chefs also worked in this house. So it’s not my fault, if I also hire a chef to prepare my food,” Christian answered quietly, Christian knew where Elena was talking.

Elena snorted in annoyance. Arrogant Christian reappears.

“Eat Elena.”

“I’m not hungry.”

“You’ve slept with me more than seven hours, it’s impossible if you’re not hungry,” Christian says back. “Eat, Elena.”

“Elena...”

“Ok I eat! After that I go home,” said Elena curtly.

Christian just smiled, he chose not to serve Elena who was angry. Elena had to eat first this time.

Elena immediately squeezed the hem of the skirt she was currently wearing when the food served by the maids entered her mouth. Elena wanted to cry, the food the chefs made at Christian’s house tasted like the most expensive food she’d ever eaten. The $2000 meal that Elena once ate at a restaurant, was treated to a cake customer at her parents’ shop celebrating her son’s graduation.

Christian frowns as he watches Elena eat silently. “Why, is there anything you don’t like, Elena?”

“No, the food is delicious. It’s delicious, really.”

“Is that true?” Christian asks quickly, his eyes sparkling.

Elena smiled. “Yeah, it’s the best home-cooked food I’ve ever eaten in my life.”

“Oh Elena.” Christian immediately grabbed Elena’s hand and squeezed it tightly. “I promise, from now on you will only eat delicious food.”

“It’s not that Christ, I don’t mean that. I mean...”

“My wife-to-be can only eat quality food,” Christian said again as he moved some of the food onto Elena’s plate. “If you want, I’ll send one of the best cooks I have to..ouchh.., Elena. Why are you gripping my hand so hard?”

Elena who has sharpened her gaze on Christian looks so serious. “What do you mean, Christ?

“What do you mean?” Christian asked back, not understanding

“Wife-to-be, why are you talking like that? We’ve only just known each other, Christ.. not even three months yet. Then how can you talk to me like that? I’m a poor person, but please don’t play with me like this.”