Chapter 1107:
Jayden reached out and pinched her cheek. “Don’t think you can get rid of me just because that irritating guy is coming. Remember, you’re mine.”
Elyse was quick to respond. She grabbed Jayden’s face and squeezed his cheeks forcefully. He drew in a sharp breath from the pain. “Are you in the wrong? Ready to give up? Release me now.”
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Jayden, clearly annoyed, retorted, “I won’t let go!” Elyse increased the pressure, and Jayden reluctantly loosened his hold. Defeated, he grumbled, “Pinch me if you must, but please don’t squeeze my cheeks.” Observing his strained smile, Elyse burst out laughing.
“Look at this delightful couple. Aren’t they cute?” commented the ranch owner, approaching with a tray of bread and a playful smile. She stooped to retrieve a purse from the floor, teasing, “Don’t let your flirting make you careless. You’re letting things slip.”
Elyse quickly let go and said, “Sorry, ma’am.” Jayden accepted the purse, carefully brushed it off, and draped it across his shoulder.noveldrama
The ranch owner watched Jayden’s graceful movements and laughed. “You’re the first man I’ve seen carrying his girlfriend’s purse. Is this a common occurrence for you?”
Jayden answered, “Not usually, but I’m glad to do it when the opportunity arises.”
“Oh, you enjoy it,” the ranch owner said, drawing out her words and sending Elyse a playful, knowing glance.
Feeling the weight of her look, Elyse’s cheeks turned pink, and she fidgeted with her clothing, unsure how to respond.
The ranch owner set the freshly baked bread on the table and said, “My husband returns tomorrow. I’m eager to show him how charming a man looks when he helps carry his lady’s purse.”
Curiosity piqued, Elyse inquired, “What is he up to?”
“A friend needed his help. He’s away just for the day and night,” the ranch owner said, resting her hands on her hips and sighing. “Sometimes he irritates me, but I’m a bit lonely when he’s not here.”
Elyse smiled and responded, “It sounds like you really care about him.”
The ranch owner, a bit embarrassed, scratched her cheek. “You’re right, I do miss him. I’m looking forward to his return.”
Just then, the ranch owner’s eyes brightened at the sight of a leather violin case by Elyse’s feet. “You play the violin!” she exclaimed.
Elyse nodded, still smiling. “Do you have a favorite piece? Perhaps I can play it for you.”
The ranch owner paused thoughtfully, then said, “Can you play ‘Bach’s Cello Suite No. 1’?”
Elyse nodded and responded, “Yes, I can.”
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