“Edible”

Mirawadee looks at the rat and gives him a wry smile.

“Are you saying a joke? Do you want me to use this fake chicken to cook?”

Rachata let out a laugh as he glanced at the white chicken with a displeased expression.

“Fake chicken”

“Yes, it’s a robot, isn’t it? I think you must be very lonely, so you want to have a friend you can talk to. Isn’t that, right?” Mirawadee said in a low voice, her eyes flashing in the dark, that she had been silent for a moment. Therefore, she knew she had said something that did not enter the other person’s ear.

“Uh, did you chicken want to eat for dinner?”

“Eat, I’m not a robot.”

Apo speaks up and moves to show the majesty of the chicken’s body.

Rachata sighs as he takes off his suit and places it on the sofa before walking in to wash his hands and speak up.

“Is there anything I can help you with?”

“Can you help set the table?”

The young woman said as she lifts the scooped food out and places it on the table.

Apo smells the aroma, flutters up, and flies onto the dining table. Prepare to have a quick dinner.

Mirawadee looks at the dining table that had already been prepared. In her heart, a nervous feeling arose. That’s because of the story in the afternoon. If she didn’t have to be close to each other right now, sometimes she would sit and eat as if we felt nothing. But no matter what, she didn’t want to trust such sweet words again.

“Eh, Mr. Rachata, I have something I’d like to tell you," The woman said as she opened the letter and sat down. She glanced at the white chicken that was poking at the food. So, she turns to look at the young man and says,

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“If we want to marry, we just register the marriage. Or can you organize an insignificant event?”

“Why are you not happy about marrying me?” Rachata looks at.

Although, to ask but in fact, he hadn’t thought about preparing for the wedding at all either.

“No,” Mirawadee answers truthfully. Even if she is not unhappy, she feels nothing will be glad, like a woman who loves a man or even closer relations.

“I don’t want to answer my colleagues’ questions. If you weren’t the boss, I wouldn’t say that about marrying you. Besides, I still want to work in peace.”

“Isn’t every day peaceful?”

“Peaceful, but if I have news of marrying you. What do you think the fans in the company that admired you would see me for? I don’t want to be seen as an enemy. You know the sales department has to coordinate with many departments.” Mirawadee said since he comes instead of taking care of the old head, he is also a shareholder. There are quite a few young men in the company, and the handsome young boss is to be a topic of discussion during the break. And she didn’t want to answer those unnecessary questions.

A young man looking for understanding she is not a woman who cares about the surrounding people. But he doesn’t think that she would be interested in other people’s gossip as well.

“Then it’s up to you. I indulge you in everything.”

“Thank you.” Mirawadee smiles sweetly. When he finished speaking, she realized that there was another matter that had to be discussed with the other party. “Eh… about the dowry. I do not accept it.”

“Why?”

“It’s not what you think it is,” she smiles. This just bothers her a lot.

He sighs. “I’ll give it to you in your name. If you want to use it whenever you want, you can use it.”

“But...”

“I have decided.”

Rachata scoops the food into her mouth, ignoring her embarrassed expression. But the taste of the food is more satisfying than expected. So, I accidentally ate until the plate was empty quickly.

After finishing dinner, the young man volunteers to clear the table for him. It makes Mirawadee feel surprised he looks so fluent.

“If there is nothing, I’d like to go into the room first.”

Rachata nods before speaking.

“I like the food you made today. Makes me happy.”

Mirawadee heard it and smiled shyly. And hurriedly walks back into the room. She let out a sigh of relief as she sat down on the bed. She must admit that she accidentally fell in love with him without realizing it. She doesn’t know what will happen after the wedding. How long will you be strong and not careless for how long?

“The most insane, that you will love no one. Just a sweet man. Good-looking, talk to me. Are you really like this?”

The young woman mutters to herself when she thinks about it, her face blushing red. Well, even her ex-boyfriend, who she had been dating for many years, never speak like him.