Win My Favorite Him

3

Felix seemed satisfied with my answer. He leaned in to kiss me, but I dodged.

His face immediately darkened.

After a while, he reached out and pressed my head against his chest, gently sniffing my hair, then turned and went into the kitchen.

In no time, a delicate meal was placed on the table.

All dishes were spicy food I liked.

Before becoming my boyfriend, he had already made meals for me.

We sat silently at the table, and he kept putting food into my bowl.

“Jocelyn, eat more. You’re too thin,” Felix said.

His voice was still as gentle and pleasant as ever, and the corners of his mouth slightly curved upwards, indicating that he was in a good mood.

Apart from imprisoning me, he was really a very good lover.

The food in my bowl was almost overflowing, but he kept serving me.

He only scooped half a spoonful of soup for himself.

I just remembered that he couldn’t eat spicy food, not even a little bit.

He couldn’t eat any of these dishes.

He cooked for so long, just to see me eat.

At this moment, he was sitting across from me, with a faint smile on his face. He was so gentle.

Tears welled up in my eyes all of a sudden, and I couldn’t hold back.

He panicked immediately. He put down his chopsticks, and half squatted beside my feet, holding my hand, his eyes full of concern and distress.

“Jocelyn, what’s wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?”

I just shook my head, closed my eyes slightly, and didn’t want to look at him.

After Felix went to college, his father never gave him a penny.

He applied for a student loan for tuition fees, and his living expenses were earned from part-time jobs.

During the day when he had classes, he took the time to organize notes for me, and tutored in the evenings and weekends.

He spun like a top, sometimes even without time to eat.

He had a few doughnuts in his bag and ate them casually when he was hungry.

These were all gradually told to me by his roommate.

He had always lived a frugal life, but had never been stingy with me.

He always remembered the snacks I loved to eat and the coffee I loved to drink.

Now he was already a supervisor in the company, but he still remained the habits from many years ago.

I hated him so much, but when I see him eat, I couldn’t help but feel sad in my heart.

How did he get through his four years of college?

4

The meal was tasteless.

He sat me down on the sofa, turned on the TV for me, selected the variety show that I used to like the most, and then went into the kitchen.

Soon, the sound of gurgling water came from the kitchen.

I stared at the TV, my mind in a state of chaos.

After he finished cleaning the dishes, he came over and sat next to me, gently rubbing his face against my ear.

“Jocelyn, you smell good.”

His voice was a little hoarse, and the warm breath sprayed on my face, causing a slight tremor in my heart.

In an instant, I stood up in panic and jumped to the other side of the sofa.

His face instantly turned cold, with a layer of mist in his eyes.

“Jocelyn, are you so afraid of me?”

Half a month ago, if he asked me like this, I would definitely jokingly tell him, “I’m so scared. You’re so powerful, and how can I not be afraid of you?”

But at this moment, as I stared at his face, I didn’t know how to answer for a while.

My body couldn’t help but tremble again.

“Felix, give me back my phone. I want to go home.”

His face became even colder, and then he forcefully pulled me into his arms.

“Jocelyn, do you want to abandon me?”