You Are My One and Only

Chapter 142

Isaac said, “Black.” Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Patricia stopped for a moment. I knew it. “Got it.”

They stopped talking and dug into their dinner quietly.

Patricia’s classmates were taking a stroll after dinner. They saw Isaac and Patricia inside the restaurant in the garden, but they did not recognize her at first. Isaac was as handsome as usual, and he kept filling Patricia’s plate with food. He would then gaze at her and take a few bites himself. The ladies were buzzing with excitement when they saw that.

“Ohmigosh! He’s so nice to his lady!”

“God, what I wouldn’t do to be in that lady’s place.”

“Hey, she looks familiar. Wait, that’s Patricia!”

Yvonne froze. “Hey, it’s really her.” But Adeline said she was just taking care of Isaac’s relatives’ kids. And she said he’s gone, but he’s right here. They’re in that restaurant, and he’s even feeding her. She recorded a video and sent it to Adeline. ‘Hey, they look like they’re dating. You should keep an eye on your boyfriend.”

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Patricia ate a lot. Playing with her kids at the hot springs took a lot out of her. The food was great, so she had a bit more, and she was stuffed. She stood up and held her lower back. It felt like her stomach would explode. She then looked at Isaac, who was having his soup. It’s all his fault. Why did he feed me? He knows I don’t like wasting food, so I ate them all. I feel like he was feeding a pig.

The waitress came back with the takeout. “Should I take these over to your place, sir?”

Patricia said, “No. I’ll do it.” They were going back anyway.

Isaac looked at her calmly. She’s too kind. It’s the waitress’ job, but she just had to take it. He said coldly, “You’re holding them yourself. I’m not helping.”

I know. You’re used to the best in life. You won’t help anyone out. Patricia could see where he was coming from, and she smiled. “I like feeding my children myself.” She took the takeout and left the restaurant happily.

Isaac frowned. Well, she sounds happy. He had no children he could feed though, so he lost on that front. Isaac got up and strode to catch up to her, then he took the takeout from her and went ahead like nobody’s business.

Patricia was flabbergasted. I thought he said he wouldn’t help. He can’t be honest with himself, huh?

She fed the kids, and they were a lot energized now that they had slept and eaten.

Isaac looked at the time. “Wanna light some fireworks?” He had a lot of fireworks in stock, and he wanted to light some with her. He saw her diary once, and one of the entries said, ‘I wonder what it feels like to light fireworks through the whole night.’ He kept it in mind ever since.

Sylvie jumped happily. “Nice! I wanna, I wanna!”

Isaac wanted to do it alone with Patricia, but she cared about the kids, so he did not mind them tagging along.

The boys frowned. Man, this guy is childish, but Mommy loves fireworks, so I guess it’s fine.

Sylvie held her brothers’ hands. “Are you happy, guys? It’s been a fun day! Mr. Handsome is so romantic!”

The boys were happy that Sylvie was happy. They patted her head. “We’re happy as long as you are.”

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