CHAPTER- 66

Ace POV:

I huffed like a frustrated child, my jaw clenched.

Pussy.

Pussy- whipped.

"I-I...We can cuddle later, too," she bargained, her doe eyes glistening with happiness as she swung our joined hands back and forth.

"Mini, we both despise crowds and people. Why are we in a crowded market?" My deep voice rumbled.

"I want to show you a normal Sunday evening," she mumbled, her excitement palpable.

God, why does she have to be this perfect?

"Okay," I sulked, giving in.

"There's a fair. Maybe we could buy something," she said encouragingly when I reluctantly agreed.

Well, who am I to say no to her?

We walked through the crowded market, our eyes wandering over the array of items displayed outside the shops to attract customers: dresses, shoes, jewelry, food, and more.

Our hands were tightly joined, and she would squeeze my hand whenever she noticed people staring at us.

Yeah, we looked odd together, and I looked odd too much.

But it made me proud that she was doing this because I never had