Chapter 162

He called the waiter. “Two Ramen and chilled beer till both of us are tired.”

Waiter looked between us and conflicted to say something or not but then he whispered. “W-We don't have that on our menu. I'm so sorry, we can arrange something else—”

“It's okay. Can we get pasta and—” I said but then I was cut in middle.

“Can you please buy couple of packets of Ramen from the convince store, I'd like to cook it myself for my wife.” Max said to which the waiter nodded.

Max took out his wallet and gave him whatever he had in it. When I say whatever, it means that the money can buy half of the items from the convince store.

“Sir, it's...I...” He shuttered.

But then Max gave him an assuring smile and he nodded, almost rushing outside to buy the Ramen.

“Are you flaunting your money on my face?” I scoffed.

“Ours. It's ours money, baby. And to answer your question, no I wasn't flaunting.” He shrugged.

I opened my mouth to say som