Chapter 849

Two bags filled with vegetables, meat, fruits, and snacks sat on the ground. When Vince saw Amelia, he straightened up. Amelia frowned and asked, "Since when do you smoke?" "I don't smoke often, and I'm not addicted. I won't touch it again if you don't like it." He sounded like a husband being scolded by his wife. That was a weird feeling. Amelia unlocked the door. This time, she didn't refuse to let him in. Because Vince muttered behind her, "Would the great Ms. Joyce go back on her word?" Once inside, he put all the groceries in the fridge. Amelia sat on the couch, watching him navigate around the kitchen. It almost felt like they were married and living together as a normal couple. The thought felt unreal, so she asked again, "Vince, are you serious about this?" After washing his hands, he walked over. He cupped her cheek gently. "Ame, I know I hurt you before. And you don't like me anymore. But that's okay." She wanted to say that wasn't true. That she had always liked h