Dark Romance: A Cruel Obsession

Vivian was choosing spices. She spent ten minutes deciding between two brands of black pepper. “I know, but I’ll wait for Haylee to finish the shopping. It’s more fun to shop when everything is gathered,” she said.

“You tend to fuss over trivial matters,” Mare pointed at the few items in the shopping cart. “You’ve spent a whole hour and only completed 12% of the shopping list.”

Vivian finally chose the black pepper. “What does it matter? I have plenty of time.”

As she said this, Vivian’s expression was desolate. At the same time, she had been contemplating what she could do to change the current situation.

They walked to the women’s products section, next to which were shelves of adult items. Vivian saw various flavors of lubricants.

Her face turned red, but her eyes couldn’t help but sneak glances in that direction, imagining Alajos’ tall and strong naked body. Even her neck turned red.

Just as she didn’t know there were so many flavors of lubricant, she also didn’t know there were so many different brands of condoms. She buried her head like an ostrich, yet couldn’t bring herself to move away from there.

Blushing, she pretended she needed to buy sanitary pads. “You’re right, we’re shopping too slowly. Why don’t you take the shopping list and buy other things?”

Mare looked at the shopping list in his hand. “I don’t know what flavor of jelly and potato chips you want, along with shampoo and toothpaste. There are too many choices.”

“You should know I’m not that picky,” Vivian said, controlling her eyes from glancing at the adult items. “Go on, once you’re done, we can go home.”

Mare couldn’t possibly miss Vivian’s gaze lingering on the adult items. His eyes revealed his realization. “Alright, if you insist.”

“Yes, I insist,” Vivian pretended to earnestly choose sanitary pads.

Mare looked at the shopping list with some distress. “Don’t wander off.”

“I promise I’ll obediently wait here for you to come back,” Vivian said. “Or I’ll come and help you in a while.”

Mare shrugged, seemingly not expecting Vivian’s help. He left the shopping cart with Vivian and walked towards the food section.

Only when Mare’s figure was blocked by the shelves, making sure he couldn’t see this side, did Vivian finally set her sights on the several rows of pregnancy tests next to the adult items.

Yes, Vivian’s real goal was not condoms or sanitary pads, but pregnancy tests.

What made Vivian feel terrible was that the pregnancy tests also had several different styles. She didn’t know which one would be more accurate, and she didn’t have much time. Mare could come back at any moment.

Vivian had to randomly grab three different brands of pregnancy tests, hoping her luck would be better.

Although Vivian didn’t know if being pregnant would be considered lucky, or not being pregnant would be considered lucky.

The sense of urgency that Mare could return at any moment drove Vivian to her limits. She even managed to pick a few packs of sanitary pads to disguise her actions. Blushing, she reached out and took a box of condoms.

She hid the pregnancy tests and condoms under the sanitary pads. But unlike the carefully concealed pregnancy tests, she deliberately left a corner of the condom box visible, creating the illusion of a hurried mistake.

After doing all this, Vivian pushed the shopping cart to find Mare.

Just as she turned out of the women’s products section, Vivian ran into a lady behind the shelves selecting products, startling both of them.

Vivian was startled because of guilt, while the stranger was startled by Vivian’s sudden exclamation. The lady patted her ample chest and exclaimed, “You scared me!”

“Sorry,” Vivian apologized softly. “I was too loud.”

“Don’t do this next time. Your behavior is really impolite,” the lady reprimanded Vivian, grabbed her chosen items, and went to the women’s products section.

“You have a bad temper, don’t you?” Shelley patted her from behind, causing Vivian to tremble, almost jumping.

Shelley blinked, looking at Vivian in confusion. “What guilty thing did you do to be this nervous?”

Shelley keenly spotted the condoms in her shopping cart and instantly understood. “Oh…”

“I didn’t!” Vivian quickly covered the items with a product, her face turning red. “You didn’t see anything.”Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Shelley didn’t mean to tease her, shrugged, and said, “If you say so, then you didn’t.”

“Are you here shopping too?” Vivian quickly changed the subject.

Shelley, empty-handed, with no shopping cart even from the two bodyguards following her, made Vivian doubt her motive for coming to the supermarket.

Indeed, Shelley said,”I saw you and Mare come in, I came to find you.”

Vivian still remembered Shelley’s previous antics and felt uneasy. “No, we have nothing to talk about.”

“Tsk, I haven’t even spoken, and you’re already rejecting me. I’m so sad,” Shelley leaned in, blinking cutely, resembling a lively doll, “Let’s go to the bar and have a drink, my treat.”

“No,” Vivian refused again. “I don’t drink.”

Vivian pushed the shopping cart, preparing to leave, passing by Shelley.

“Let’s cooperate, Vivian,” Shelley deliberately lowered her voice, speaking in Vivian’s ear.

Vivian paused. “Why don’t you give up? You’re being delusional.”

“How would you know if you don’t try?” Shelley gritted her teeth. “Are you really content with this?”

Vivian had a moment of silence. She felt a headache from Shelley’s persistence and annoyance from her words.

She was not content. She was fed up with being manipulated, unable to control her own future. But what was the use? They couldn’t do anything!

Vivian didn’t answer Shelley. She silently pushed the shopping cart and left.

Just as Vivian was about to go to the food section to find Mare, she ran into Mare behind the shelves, staring at various shampoos.

Once again, Vivian was startled.

“I!” Mare glanced at her with a calm expression.

Vivian silently retracted the curse that was about to come out of her mouth. She looked back apprehensively. Thankfully, from this angle, he couldn’t see her picking out the pregnancy tests or hear her conversation with Shelley.

“I’ve already said, I can’t judge which shampoo you need,” Mare faced the numerous brands of shampoo, at a loss.

Vivian casually grabbed a bottle of shampoo. “One we usually use at home, this one is fine.”

Mare had no objections. He took over the shopping cart and headed to the fresh food section according to the shopping list.

Soon, the shopping cart had a fish, a chicken, meat for making spaghetti bolognese, and various fresh vegetables added to it.

When the last item on the shopping list was put into the cart, it was almost full. Vivian walked contentedly towards the checkout counter.

The cashier helped scan and bag the items for their convenience. Mare stood nearby, watching the cashier’s movements.