Capture Your Heart

Their eyes meet each other, inexplicable feelings spread, Karin's heart is softened a little, she freezes and stares at the man in front of her, her finger is still in his mouth, he is sucking it so tenderly, this moment is like a dream, it is too beautiful to be true.

"Mom, are you finishing the cooking, I'm hungry... "

Esme jumps into the kitchen, suddenly sees the ambiguous scene, she hurriedly turns back, covering her eyes and shouts, "I don’t see anything... "

Karin blushes, and awkwardly draws back her fingers. She lowers her head and goes to the living room to find a band-aid from the medicine cabinet, and then hastily wraps her finger and goes into the kitchen to continue cooking.

She prepares a sumptuous dinner, smelling the familiar smell, Troy feels a lot.

The three of them sit around the table, he holds the chopsticks and doesn’t know where to start first, Esme gives two fish eyes to him, saying, "My mother says fish eyes are for the most loved one to eat."

The two adults are shocked, Karin would not forget the memory of Troy giving her fish eyes, Troy also would not forget. He smiles bitterly and puts the fish eyes into Karin's bowl, saying, "I don't like to eat this, let's give it to your mother."

"Why don’t you give it to me?" Esme pouts.

"It's not good for children to eat this, if you want to eat it, eat the fish brain, then you will become smart."

As Troy says, he tries to give the fish brain to her, she waves her hand, "Oh, forget it, I don't want to eat that, it's like snot, it's disgusting... "

They enjoy the meal happily. And after finishing the dinner, Esme is sitting on the sofa watching the TV drama "Home Temptations", Karin is tiding up the table and is about to do the dishes. When she is abut to put on an apron, she feels a pair of hands holding her from the behind and yanks the apron off, she asks in surprise, “What are you doing?”

"Your hand is injured, I'll do the dishes."

She is even more shocked, her eyes turn bigger than a big ball, Troy can do the dishes? If it is not in the nighttime, she would have thought the sun has come out from the west.

Looking at him standing awkwardly near the sink, she smiles secretly and says, "I'll do it, you're not the kind of man that could do the dishes."

"It's okay, the more I do, the more familiar I become, I'm willing to do anything for you."

Troy insists on washing the dishes, Karin has no choice but to stand to the side, putting her hands around the chest like the supervisor of the contractor and looking at him.

"Do you want to take a photo of me, titling the private life of the chairman?"

He looks at her, teasing her with a flirt.

Karin is stunned and says, "Don't be childish." Then she goes out of the kitchen.

and sits next to her and takes out her phone to find out an old picture of her and Troy. In the picture, she and Troy were facing each other head to head,

deleted the

the phone, glaring at him,

obsessed with the picture that you even

can hear

this daughter is still the one

you finished

to go

She shrugs, "No."

down, the two are separated by a child and could hardly say

silence, it is so torturous, so he takes out his phone, and lowers his

from her phone, and finds that the number is Troy's number, he was sending her a text message just

answered the question I asked

pretends

father needs the

no solution... " she

Can't the child's

presses the confirm button to send the message, his

a reason to

this reason enough for

his message. Esme is getting angry, "Who are you two sending message to? Why is it that either

Karin takes the chance to

watch it in our home? Uncle Troy is going

will not go to bed

position

good girl, you can't keep disturbing Uncle Troy like this, he must be quite annoying because

like someone who is

Don't always misunderstand Uncle Troy, seeing him

sympathetically skims

thrilled in his heart, and he gets up and walks into the bedroom, not for a while, he calls for Karin

to hear him, but with Esme around, can she keep pretending to

you hear Uncle Troy call for

but I