Chapter 890


    Pearl tapped on her phone and realized she hadn''t ordered anything nutritious, so she cleared her


    throat. "Do you like McDonald''s?"


    Richard looked sluggish, not expecting that question.


    "If you don''t like that, we can order something else," she offered, having just received a thousand


    dors for the meal.


    "It''s fine, but it''s unhealthy. Not something I would usually go for," Richard admitted, sounding a little


    guilty.


    "Just this time," Pearl replied, covering her ears in surrender.


    The food soon arrived, but Richard seemed visibly unhappy when Pearl returned with it. He stared


    at her with a dangerous look in his eyes. "You were too close to the delivery man. Do you have bad


    intentions?"


    Pearl was angry to hear that but maintained herposure. "It''s just an ident."


    An ident? Richard''s mind raced, imagining the delivery man looking at Pearl inappropriately. She


    was wearing a sexy dress and it was obviously showing too much. He didn''t like the idea one bit.


    "No more takeout," he dered firmly.


    Pearl crossed her arms, feeling frustrated. "I can''t cook. If I don''t order takeout, what am I supposed


    to eat? Are you going to cook for me?" She immediately regretted thest part, remembering


    Richard''s disastrous attempt at cooking earlier.


    "Sure, I''ll cook for you from now on."


    Pearl almost choked on her drink, recalling how smoky her kitchen was and realizing the mess that


    would entail. "It''s fine, that''s too much hassle."


    But Richard was determined. "That won''t happen again if I learn to cook properly," he assured her,


    hoping to ease her concerns.


    Pearl''s eyes darted around. "Are you trying to get the keys to my home?"


    Richard blushed. "No," he denied, though he had considered it. He then realized Pearl saw through


    his ruse and said in a low voice, "I''m your boyfriend. What''s wrong with me having keys to your


    home?"


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    Pearl found herself filled with regret. She realized she was only making things more difficult for


    herself.


    But Richard saw it differently. He asked for her keys, not wanting a repeat of the past incident. The


    thought of Ss spending the night sparked anger in him every time it crossed his mind.


    Pearl understood Richard''s point. Recalling her attempts to conceal Ss''s stay at her ce left her


    feeling embarrassed.


    She turned, took a spare set of keys from the drawer, and tossed it to him. "Here, take it."


    She wanted to assure him of her trust. As long as she wasn''t up to anything suspicious, she had


    nothing to hide.


    Richard epted the keys and pulled out a different set from his pocket. "These are my home keys,


    my vi keys, my car key, and the key to my safe."