Pampered By My Three Brothers: The Return Of The Neglected Heiress - Chapter 1672

Chapter 1672: Are you two on a date?
At one point, Hugo and Kiara didn’t know if they kept going out and shoving meat down their throats because they enjoyed it too much or because, somehow, they felt slightly competitive. But they kept going until they were hit with a food coma.

Both of them stayed seated, staring at the remaining meat in horror. Fortunately, Hugo had some reserved space in his stomach and forced it all down. Hence, they didn’t need to pay extra for the leftovers.

“I think this is the first time I’ve felt really full,” Hugo yawned, rubbing his belly as his steps slowed.

Kiara also yawned, walking beside him.

Before they fell asleep in the restaurant, they both decided to take a short walk first. Hugo would still drive, and Kiara wasn’t planning on falling asleep on their trip back and waking up in heaven.

“Can you slow down?” she asked, touching her side a little. “My side hurts.”

He slowed down and looked at her. “But we’re like… crawling with our pace.”

“Just slow down, alright?” she sighed, taking a step like a snail. “We just ate, so walking too fast hurts my side.”

‘But we’re walking very slowly already.’

Hugo intuitively gazed at her thin legs. It wasn’t like Kiara was short; she almost had the same height as Nina. However, compared to him, she was smaller.

“Ah.” He nodded, pounding the bottom of his fist against his palm. “That’s why!”

“Huh?” Confused, she tilted her head. “What?”

“Hehe. Nothing,” he beamed, not planning on telling her his realization.

Hugo had once talked about height in front of Atlas, and he almost got both his legs fractured. He learned his lesson that time, so he made it a general rule not to talk about it to anyone, ever.

The two of them kept walking on the pavement, silence falling on them. If not for the occasional honk and engine roaring from the road, it would have been complete silence for both of them.

“Does your side still hurt?” he asked after a few minutes of silence.

“No, I’m fine now,” she said, but he still walked slower than usual. “And I don’t feel like throwing up anymore. A walk after a feast is always the best. Good thing we did.”

“Told you.” He snapped his tongue and wiggled his brows.

Kiara glanced at him, pressing her lips before she blurted out. “How come you’re so fit?”

“I’m fit?”

“Mhm. I haven’t known you that long, but what I’m certain of is that there’s a beast in there,” she explained, pointing at his stomach but miscalculated her reach. She ended up poking his stomach.

Her brows shot up, holding his gaze as she poked him again. “Is that a stone or what?” she asked in dread.

“Stone?” Hugo arched a brow, and without thinking twice, he held the hem of his shirt and pulled it up. “There’s no stone here.”

Kiara stopped, staring at those toned abs he was shamelessly displaying in public. Meanwhile, Hugo let go of his shirt and looked at her, also stopping in his tracks.

“What?” he asked, scrunching up his nose as he studied the horror on her face. “It’s not a stone. Didn’t you see?”

Again, he lifted his shirt and casually showed her a piece of himself. But she just looked at him with a strange and twisted expression as if she didn’t even know what to think, feel, or say.

“Why?” he asked, taking a step toward her and raising a finger. “Is yours…”

Trailing off, the lines on his forehead deepened. He lifted his eyes, catching her backing away for at least two meters.

“What are you doing?” he asked, confused. “I’m just going to poke your stomach since you poked mine.”

Her face turned red as she clenched her teeth. “How is this fair?” Her voice shook, knowing he ate more than she did, but his stomach was still perfectly toned, as if it deserved to be preserved in a museum. Hers, on the other hand…

Kiara touched her belly, feeling it wiggle a bit. She was already skinny — the unhealthy kind of skinny. However, she had a wiggling stomach after all that meat intake.

Not fair!

But that wasn’t even the point! The point was, why would he just lift his shirt like that in the middle of the sidewalk?!

Her face twitched, narrowing her eyes suspiciously. The innocent Hugo, on the other hand, just tilted his head to the side.

“Girl, you are so strange,” he stressed in realization. “You and Penny will get along well.”

He shook his head and turned on his heel. “Let’s go,” he waved, his voice lazy. “I don’t know what you’re thinking, but you’re probably right—whatever it was.”

“Saying all that after doing all that, then calling me the strange one,” she sighed, shaking her head and mentally telling herself not to miscalculate next time. Kiara huffed one last time, keeping a safe distance from him.

But alas, as Kiara managed to get her usual pace, she was able to reach him, who was walking as slowly as a snail. She only realized that when she was already walking beside him.

Kiara turned to him and furrowed her brows, looking at him strangely. “Why are you walking so slowly?”

“If I don’t, you’d end up jogging to catch up.”

“We have the same destination. So, I don’t need to jog.”

“Oh.” Hugo rocked his head. “Fair point.”

“Goodness, why—” Kiara paused as she looked ahead, her steps coming to a halt as she saw the people walking in their direction.

Catching her action, Hugo looked ahead. His steps also halted when he saw two familiar faces ahead.

“Eh?” he blinked, darting his eyes at the two people.

The two people walking in their direction noticed them. Slowly, they looked at them, and their steps stopped as well.

“Senior Hugo?” Ginnie called, surprised, her eyes drifting to the other person with Hugo.

“Kiara?” Max furrowed his brows at Kiara and then moved his eyes to Hugo.

Hugo and Kiara tilted their heads at the same time, looking at the two. For some reason, even their expressions were the same as they both asked at the same time:

“Are you two on a date?”