I've Been There Before (Grace and Caden)

In the elevator, for a moment, she felt that she must be insane.

She actually agreed to take him out.

What he wore was the set of clothes from yesterday. She was a little worried that someone she knew would recognize him. "Keep your head down."

He did not have any doubts and obediently lowered his head. She stood on tiptoe and helped him put on the hat on his coat. "Don't run around in the supermarket. Don't take off the hat." "OK." He nodded obediently. She heaved a sigh of relief.

This time, he came to the passenger seat consciously. He imitated her to open the door, then sat in it.

Seeing her fasten the seat belt, he followed as well.

She was annoyed all the way that why she would agree.

She really wanted to get mad, but he was so obedient that she couldn't find any reason to release the anger.

Gosh!

She couldn't even find trouble at him.

She deliberately chose a relatively remote supermarket. It wasn't big and she was still worried that she would meet someone.

He followed obediently.

She got a cart and he happily pushed it behind.

She asked him to choose a razor. He laughed and said that what Grace chose was all the best.

"Who allowed you to call me Grace?"

"Oh? Can't I?" he said with a look of disappointment.

She ignored his expression, awkwardly chose a razor he had used in the past and went ahead.

After a while, she turned around and checked. He was missed! She was in a hurry.

A voice came from the corner suddenly.

"Grace, here!"

She heaved a sigh of relief. She questioned him with a cold face, "You promised not to run around!"

"I'm sorry." He probably knew that he had done something wrong and looked down sadly. Although he apologized, she felt uncomfortable still. This was the second time she had heard him apologize.

He learned to apologize.

However, she was faintly unhappy with such an apology.

"Don't call me Grace, okay?"

"OK, Grace."

She was helpless. Seeing his handsome face, she was stunned for a moment. There was a hint of an illusion... Was he doing it on purpose? Beside her.

"Grace, look! I want that pair of pink slippers."

She was shocked. Pink slippers?

She followed his finger and saw him looking at the slippers with a delighted expression.

She shook her head... He was definitely a child.

He had never liked pink in his life.

"I want them." he whispered.

He was staring at her fawningly and was somewhat reluctant to give up the slippers.

It wasn't intentional. It definitely wasn't.

She denied her illusion.

Her face turned red for unknown reasons. She felt awkward, "I'll take it."

The pair of pink slippers was placed in the cart. Not soon, a pair of rabbit slippers was in the cart together with his. "Don't you just want the pink one?"

He said happily, "The pink one is mine, and the rabbit one is the Grace's."

It was too childish! She was shocked and silently took out the pair of slippers, preparing to put them back on the shelf.

But it was stopped halfway. He hugged the slippers tightly and stared at her with distrust, "I want them too."

She felt headache.

"You're not wearing it. Why do you need it?

"Grace wears it."

Alright, she was indeed headache!

Glaring at him, she gritted her teeth, "I'm not going to wear it! I have slippers at home."

"I think mine and yours are matched."

What matched?! We didn't need to be matched!

She almost shouted at him.

Because they had been in front of the shelf for a long time, the saleswoman walked over and stared at them vigilantly.

The saleswoman seemed to treat them as thieves. Her cheeks immediately turned red. She snatched the slippers from his hand and threw them into the cart. "I'll take it!"

She thought that it was already the limit. Too naïve.

He even bought a pair of toothbrushes!

All were pairs!!!

Pink and blue, cats and dogs... Who could tell her why there were so many strange things in the supermarket?!

Could she sell him as well?!

She was powerless. His energy was limitless and he was still choosing dishes and chopsticks. She was already numb to those cute designs.

Another pair of couple cups were put into the cart.

She wanted to call Humbert and vent her grievances, but they must have already boarded.

It didn't matter. She could call Ingemar.

"Hello, Grace, I'm having a meeting. Call you later." As usual, Ingemar hung up the phone in a hurry, as if he was very busy.

She looked at the dark screen and had the impulse to smash her phone.

If Vivian was here, or Kern, they would definitely have noticed her mood.

She had always been calm and impatient, but she couldn't press down her anger at all. Caden was able to easily make her mood swing, which Kern always desired. Whether he was normal Caden or this eight-year-old Caden... He always could!

Only he could!☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐