143 Kaoru’s Cake House CH 17

Chapter Seventeen : If This is Love

Elle could hardly believe that four hours had gone by so quickly during their stay at the Botanical Park of Bukit Cahaya on their way back. Every second they had spent together there was so fun and exhilarating that Elle couldn’t help but realize that Jasmine’s existence brightened up his life—much like his sister Berry.

“You’re really good at conversing with people, huh? I’ve never had so much fun spending time with a girl like this before,” Elle complimented.

Jasmine smiled demurely. “Actually, I don’t talk much, especially with guys. Sure, if it were just friendly greetings and all, I’d have no problems, but I don’t usually go out of my way to converse with people. So it was surprising to me as well as to why I was willing to accompany you to that garden. Thankfully, there weren’t too many people there—some horndog could’ve just popped out from nowhere!”

Elle pursed his lips. That horndog comment was definitely meant for him him.

“ ‘Some horndog’, huh? A cat in heat shouldn’t be saying something like that.”

“Excuse me?!” Jasmine narrowed her eyes as she playfully pinched Elle’s left arm.

“Hey, hey! Don’t do that! I’m driving here!” Elle protested, trying to avoid the girl’s poised fingers.

Jasmine complied, laughing quietly under her breath. Through the corners of his eyes, Elle watched as she turned to the window, observing as the ever-changing scenery pa.s.sing them by. A pleasant silence filled the air between the duo, and the corners of Elle’s lips curled up ever so slightly.

‘If only we can be together always&h.e.l.lip;’ he thought wistfully.

A soft melody akin to a music box suddenly filled the air and Jasmine hurriedly opened her purse, fis.h.i.+ng out her hand phone. Looking at the screen, she smiled before averting her gaze to Elle.

“Ginn sent an MMS again.”

Elle could do nothing but to try and maintain his smile under Jasmine’s innocent gaze.

“It’s a picture of the fas.h.i.+on show!” Jasmine showed her phone’s screen to Elle excitedly. Ginn was standing there in all his glory with a peace sign and his tongue stuck out, while a model on the catwalk could be seen in the background—probably doing a practice run before the real event later on in the evening.

Pride swelled within Elle, even though his mind reminded him that Jasmine was only by his side momentarily. His business partner would be back tomorrow the next afternoon.

“They do not love that do not show their love. The course of true love never did run smooth. Love is a familiar. Love is a devil. There is no evil angel but Love” – William Shakespeare, “Two Gentlemen from Verona,” “A Midsummer Night’s Dream” and “Love’s Labour’s Lost.”