Chapter 252 - Don't Curse
With Cage saying he was dating, she wasn't as safe as before, but no one would be able to find her because he didn't leave any clues. She rubbed the back of her neck nervously and went about shopping for supplies.
"Hello!" she heard soone call her. The voice was high pitched, sounding extrely excited about sothing. She looked up in confusion and saw a girl from the group of people who were staring at her earlier. Katherine blinked, confused by the situation.
Bringing herself back to reality, she looked at the girl carefully. She looked to be a eighteen or nineteen, short brown hair and average height. The girl had an eager smile as she placed her hand on Katherine's forearm. Katherine looked down at the hand in slight alarm and gave a nervous smile.
"Hi?" she replied awkwardly, trying to figure out how she knew this girl. She simply couldn't place the face, though. "Do I know you?"
"You're Katherine, right? From Rinsten?" The girl seed sure of herself.
"Yeah?" Katherine sounded simply confused and replied with a questioning tone.
Amazing!" the girl exclaid, clapping her hand. "Do you mind if I take a picture with you? I am a fan…" she trailed off, a plea in her eyes.
Katherine thought for a split second before nodding. "Sure." She nodded easily but in reality her heart was in knots. She was still new to creating videos and couldn't be called famous by any right, so she had never been recognized or stopped while she was out in public before. This was first. The surprising thing was, why today all of a sudden?
Then she thought back to the recent events and had an epiphany. Was she a LazerBoi fan who recognized her because of the comnts? Probably. The selfie was taken and more of the group scrambled forward to shake my hand and take pictures.
"Thank you so much," the girl gushed. "We're looking forward to seeing you on LazerBoi's channel."
Katherine smiled, glad that she had guessed correctly. "I hope you will enjoy the videos." She did a quick bow before turning back to the produce section.
"Oh," the girl stopped her again. "Are you dating him?" she asked, curiosity coloring her voice. Katherine's brow scrunched as she tried to figure out what the girl ant.
"Who?" she replied, trying to understand the situation. The girl's eyes widened as she apologized.
"I guess she's not dating him," the girl said to her friends and a conversation broke out. It was heated and surely about her but she didn't care much about what they were saying. She shrugged as we moved forward.
"Weird," she muttered to herself and hurried to pick up the fruits and vegetables she needed. The wait at the counter wasn't very long, but Katherine had a lot of bags to carry. She trudged towards her ho and thankfully no one bothered her, not even the curious old lady in the opposite building who liked to call her when she walked down the street.
When she reached the apartnt, Angelina was on the couch, just scrolling through her phone while she munched on ch.i.p.s.
"Can't you find sothing healthier to eat?" Katherine scolded lightly as she hurried to the kitchen to place the bags. She quickly segnted the haul, putting the produce in water and rinsing them thoroughly, putting away the packages of at, while the other household items went to their designated places. She pinned the bill to the refrigerator so that everyone could see it later and pay their share.
Having done that, she started to pick out the vegetables that she would be cooking. She was not in the mood for non-vegetarian food but she also didn't want instant noodles, so she thought about making so light dishes with veggies. Even a salad sounded good at that point. As she chopped and sliced the ingredients, Angelina entered the kitchen.
The mark of her entry was the crunching sound of ch.i.p.s as she bit on them.
"Don't snack anymore. I'll be done in half an hour. You're just asking to gain weight this way." Her tone was bland but the implication was clear. 'Don't bla for my food. My dishes are made according to the diet of the hottest man on the planet. I certainly am not making you fat.'
"I don't want to starve to death," she inford Katherine. "Moreover, I now have a boyfriend who has connections in the industry. Do I need to work so hard?" The matter was ant to be a joke, but Katherine turned with surprise.
"Don't even say that! It doesn't suit you." Angelina had fought hard to get where she was and if she pinned it on connections or her boyfriend helping her further her career, wasn't it discrediting all the effort she put in over the years?
"Don't get so serious. I'm just kidding." She paused as if thinking about sothing. "The show is in three weeks ti. You should be done with the championship by then, right?" Angelina asked curiously.
"Yeah. I wouldn't miss your first runway walk as the show stopper." Katherine scoffed. "Hope you don't trip!" she teased.
"Don't curse . I'm nervous as it is. Did you know that Stephen's mother is really coming to watch?" She looked panicked for a second.
"So what? She's not going to eat you alive," Katherine comnted before turning back to cook their lunch.
"I'm scared. She's a single mother and had Stephen on her side for so many years. I have heard that mothers can get jealous of their son's girlfriend and wife. They can think that the girl is taking their son away forcefully or sothing." Angelina pouted and made a show of gulping with fear.
"Then I should be scared, too. But you see, Cage's mother sent us gifts and tickets to the spa. Don't you think that cliché about evil mother-in-laws is too outdated?" She washed her hand as she was done with the preparation and took out the utensils to cook.
"You lucked out on future in-laws. I can't say the sa just yet," Angelina demanded.
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