My Babies, My Love

Chapter 161

Patricia’s gaze fell on him. She could see the teasing look in his eyes.

She gritted her teeth. Since she met him every day, he would have seen all sides of her anyway.

She gave up. “I’m not fat, so I need to eat in order to have something to lose in the first place!” Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Having said that, she quickly plopped a mushroom croquette onto her plate and dug in happily.

Isaac chuckled at the way she ate with so much relish.

He liked sharing his meals with her. Watching her eat was a kind of enjoyment that seemed to

whet his appetite.

Patricia continued tucking into the food, and Isaac obligingly piled her plate full of all the various

dishes on the table. Everything he ordered today was a favorite of hers.

When she finally set her fork down, she realized how full she was and immediately felt a little

guilty.

She was stuffed! Everything was delicious, so she kept on eating without noticing that she ate too

much.

When she glanced at the plates on the table, she noticed that they were all nearly empty.

Meanwhile, the man in front of her was drinking from his glass of water while staring at her with

those dark eyes of his.

“Are you done?”

Patricia felt a wave of embarrassment. She said she was going on a diet, but she ended up eating

far more than him.

She was not that much of a glutton in the past. Even though she had been a foodie ever since she

was a child, her enjoyment of food had waned in later years.

For some inexplicable reason, she seemed to have regained her foodie ways ever since she

started working for Isaac.

Isaac found her conflicted expression particularly adorable. He was tempted to pinch her cheeks.

After over a month of making her share meals with him, she seemed to have gained a bit of

weight. At least, her face looked a little fuller than it used to.

Patricia was frighteningly thin back then, so thin that it would evoke sympathy in anyone who saw

her.

Isaac thought that women should maintain a healthy weight, rather than force themselves to be so

skinny. He preferred women who looked healthy.

When the two of them exited the restaurant, they ran into a few colleagues, all of whom greeted

Isaac politely.

“Hello, President Arnold!”

Isaac nodded briefly in acknowledgment, while Patricia flashed them a smile.

Liam was waiting with the car at a nearby plaza, so Isaac headed over in that direction.

Patricia tagged along behind him and took the seat next to him.

Liam turned around and nodded in greeting. “President Arnold, if we leave now, we’ll arrive just

before three. The auction starts at three.”

Isaac nodded. His slender fingers tapped against the armrest.

Soon, the car slid out of the plaza and joined the swarm of vehicles on the road.

Now that Patricia was full, she was feeling a little drowsy. She woke up early this morning, so it

was about time that she began to feel a little sleepy. She closed her eyes as she decided to nap

for a bit.

Suddenly, Isaac reached out and grabbed her hand. Patricia’s eyes flew open in shock. She

glanced toward the front before struggling as hard as she could to retract her hand.

Isaac refused to let go. He closed his eyes with his hand still wrapped tightly around hers.

Patricia glared at him but he did not notice it at all, so she could only rage at him on the inside.

Without any warning, Isaac said, “If you let me hold your hand for a bit, you’ll get a reward later.

Let me know if you see anything you like at the auction. I’ll get it for you.”

Patricia froze for a moment. Anything that was being auctioned off would surely be worth a tidy

sum of money.

It’s just holding hands, right? It’s nothing compared to what he did last time.

She could almost see the dollar signs in her head now as she thought to herself, I’m going to pick

the most expensive thing there! Let’s see if you’ll regret it then.

Meanwhile, Liam, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, could not resist glancing at them in

the rearview mirror as he thought to himself, President Arnold went through all that trouble simply

because he wanted to make Miss Aniston happy by giving her a gift, but was afraid she would not

accept it.

He had to take her to the auction and let her pick one out herself.

Isaac continued to grasp her hand tightly. There was a faint smile on his lips as he closed his eyes

to rest.

“Patricia, are you happy about receiving a gift?”