Out of nowhere, the warmth a moment ago immediately subsided.
Logically speaking, no men ever let women carry the shopping bags, but Zayn was an exception. All his life, he had never carried even a single thing. In his eyes, this was just how it had always been.
While Zayn's request rendered Carla speechless, she still went ahead and took the bags before following Zayn out.
"Excuse me, sir." The attendant chased after them. "The suit that you came with has also been packed."
"Throw it away, " Zayn responded without even looking.
"Huh?" The attendant was stumped. That suit was worth more than all the clothes he bought combined, so the idea of dumping it made no sense to her.
Isn't that just a waste?
"Don't listen to him. Here, just give it to me." Carla hurried over to grab the shirt. "Thank you!"
"My pleasure."
While they were going down the elevator, Zayn only had his gift with him in one hand, and the other hand was tucked in his pocket.
Meanwhile, Carla was carrying all the bags behind him like an assistant.
All of a sudden, her phone rang. So she placed the bags down before she took out her phone. "Hello? Randy, have you guys reached home? I'm fine, and I'll be back soon."
Right then, the elevator opened, and Carla needed to get out. She quickly clenched the phone between her cheeks and her shoulder, picking up the bags on the floor as fast as she could.
Zayn turned around to look at her, but no assistance was offered.
This made Carla fumed deep down inside. Where's the chivalry in the man!
"I'm doing some shopping at the mall right now. Don't worry…" She continued the conversation with Randy for a bit.
"I need to go now, okay? I'll be back in half an hour. Are the nurses taking good care of you guys? All of you should go take a shower. I will be back for storytime…"
When the call ended, the phone slipped from her grasp, and it dropped onto the floor. She gasped and squat to down to pick it up.
At that moment, Zayn stopped and looked back at her.
A few young men came walking by. Their eyes widened when they saw Carla.
That made Zayn realize that Carla was wearing the dress he just bought, and it was a tad too short. Unknowingly, she had accidentally flashed the crowd while squatting down.
Therefore, he immediately headed over and stood behind Carla, blocking off the angle to prevent the men from taking a peep. He even gave them a death stare.
The men were intimidated, so they quickly turned their heads and walked away.
"Couldn't you have helped me out a bit?" Carla was frustrated. "Great! Now my screen's cracked!
"If you needed help, why didn't you say anything?" Zayn replied, picking up the bags with ease. He also pulled Carla back up. "You can't even walk properly. Is there anything you can actually do?"
"You…" Carla was at a loss for words. Is he actually blaming me for not asking for his help? Shouldn't he have initiated instead of waiting for me to ask?
"Mr. Giblo!" Right then, Benard came hurrying along with some bodyguards.
"Just in time, " Zayn remarked as he handed all the bags over to the men. All except his gift, which he still held in his hand.
The bodyguard took the bags and proceeded to follow him.
At the entrance of the mall, the cars were waiting for them when they exited.
One bodyguard went and opened the door for Zayn, bowing as he waited before Zayn got in.
"I'll just get a cab, thank you." Carla wanted to head home early.
"Just get in, " Zayn ordered.
It was another order that cannot be denied, and Carla knew that. Thus, she reluctantly got in the car.
The bodyguards put the shopping bags in the trunk and got in another car before all the cars moved out.
In the car, Carla was looking at the time on her phone. The only thing she wanted to do was go home as soon as possible. However, she soon found out that the car was not heading towards Happy Avenue. It was going straight towards the Giblos' residence instead.
"Where are we going?" Carla asked in a hurry.
"My place." Zayn was fiddling his phone around.
"I need to go home." Carla panicked. "The kids are still waiting for me."
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