Love Dissipating Without A Trace
Chapter 10

I turn him down, saying I am not sure when the party ends. I tell him to have a good rest and that I have a great time with my colleagues. "Where are you now? I can wait for you outside. It's already late. I am worried about your safety."

I can't believe this is what Alexander says to me.

After all, he once refused to go to the airport to pick me up at 1 am when I arrived from a business trip.

His excuse was that he needed sleep since he had to get up early to work the next morning.

He also said it must be convenient for me to hail a taxi at the airport so he didn't worry about my safety at all.

Now, it is just about 9 pm and he is worried about me going back home alone.

Do men change so quickly as well?

At 9:30 pm, Alexander texts me that he is outside the restaurant where I have dinner.

The dinner ends at about 10 and as I left the door, I caught sight of him.

"Did you drink?" He walked closer to support me.

"A little wine," I am not good at drinking at all. A tiny cup is enough to get me drunk.

Alexander led me to the front passenger seat and fast the safety belt for me.

When he gets in the car, he doesn't start the engine but comes to hug me.

"I finally realize how it feels while waiting. I am so sorry, Charlotte. I have had you waiting for me for so many times but I won't in the future." said he.

I frown and push him away, murmuring, "Drive home! I want to sleep!"

He strokes my head with a faint smile, "Anything but a drinker. I have to keep a close eye on you in case you get drunk and be used by others."

It seems to me that Alexander's body is possessed by another soul. He looks like another person. In our relationship, our roles exchange. He is the more clingy one.

He comes to pick me up after work, instead of going to parties with his friends. He says he wants to stay home with me for dinner.

I tell him I am preparing for an exam so I have no time and energy to make dinner for him.

He says he will do it. And he really makes it.

Every day arriving home, he goes grocery shopping and then gets himself busy in the kitchen.

I have been convinced that Alexander can not cook since he has never taken a step in the kitchen for me once.

So it really surprises me that he can cook and cook very well.

I realize that it was not that he couldn't cook but that he didn't cook for me.

still remember Camilla posted a picture of him cooking congee.

Now, Alexander itches to show me whatever he can cook. Different dishes every day.

After dinner, he would not let me to wash dishes and plates but urged me to study. Alexander's thoughtfulness makes me be on pins and needles.