Chapter 1321
After finishing their meal, Eugene suggested they stroll around the mall a bit longer, but Lydia looked visibly
exhausted.
"I didn't sleep well last night, and | really need to catch up on srest," she explained.
Seeing the dark circles under her eyes, Eugene could only nod, despite wanting to spend more twith her.
"Alright, I'll take you hso you can get ssleep."
They hadn't had tto pick out the skincare products, so Eugene took matters into his own hands. He bought
every skincare set for older women from the brand, even throwing in the extra serums.
The sales associate's grin widened as she rang up the purchase. "Wow, you're really generous! With this many
sets, three people could use them and still have sleft over."
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"These are all for her mom. | wasn't sure which set she'd prefer, so | thought I'd get a few and let her decide,"
Eugene explained, keeping his gaze on Lydia.
The sales associates, quick to pick up on things, immediately realized he meant future mother-in-law.
One of them even leaned toward Lydia to offer spraise, "Your fiancé's a keeper. It's rare to see someone this
thoughtful these days. I've got kids, and my husband still complains when | buy something for my mom." "He's
not my fiancé," Lydia corrected with a smile, shaking her head. "I'll cover these myself, thanks."
After all, they were for her mom. As the associate had pointed out, it was different when a son-in-law was buying
for his mother-in-law, but she and Eugene were just friends. She couldn't justify letting him pay.
The associate paused, momentarily
surprised. So it was one-sided on his
card
end. But as long as the sale was made, it didn't matter much whose it was. She handed Lydia the card reader,
and Lydia swiped her card, finishing the transaction in a few seconds.
When Eugene returned, juggling all the sets, he spotted the receipt in Lydia's hand. "Why did you pay for it?" he
asked, looking a bit puzzled.
"Of course, | did. They're for my mom, so it makes sense I'd pay. Besides, this many sets aren't cheap," Lydia
replied, passing him one of the bags. "Could you carry this for me?"
Without waiting for his response, she headed for the exit. Eugene hurried after her, bag in hand. "Lydia, just tell
"Why do you want to buy something for my mom?" Lydia stopped and looked at him.
Before he could answer, she continued, "Because to her, you're a future son-in-law, and it's normal for a son-in-
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mother-in-law. But remember, we're just pretending. | can't afford to get too wrapped up in this and spend your
money."
From the beginning, Lydia had made it clear to herself that they shouldn't get too entangled. She wasn't short on
cash, anyway.
Eugene fell silent. He was the one who had suggested this whole "pretend relationship" idea, and now it was
backfiring. He could only give her a resigned smile. "We're both well-off. There's no need to keep tabs on every
dollar."
"But even close friends keep things
fair. Just because we're both comfortable doesn't mean it's right to take advantage of each other. Now, let's get
going. These bags are heavy, and | can't carry them much longer." Lydia picked up her pace toward the car.