Chapter 167

I didn't even bother asking who she was. With that tight dress and way too much makeup, it was obvious she wasn't his real girlfriend—just some fling for the night.

Once Steve was gone, I glanced back at my coffee jelly, only to realize Hayden had eaten the rest.

"Let's grab something else," Hayden said, not the least bit apologetic.

I clenched my jaw. "Sure, whatever."

He dragged me over to a food truck selling some kind of soup, and this time, he ordered two bowls. At least he didn't steal from mine again—probably because it was not cold food.

So, it wasn't even about him liking the coffee jelly. He just didn't want me to eat too much of it..

This guy could be so annoying, but I had to admit—he was weirdly thoughtful.

After we finished the soup, we kept walking, passing stalls selling vintage clothes, handmade crafts, and potted plants.

At some point, I ended up grabbing two flower pots for Hayden. "Your place is seriously dead. Thought these might liven it up a bit."

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