When Love Turns Dangerous (Tara) novel Chapter 129

Soren's shamelessness left Tara exasperated. She hurried to finish her shopping and leave the market. Meanwhile, Soren trailed behind her, scanning codes to pay and soaking up every vendor's praise.

"Oh wow, are you Tara's boyfriend or husband? You're so handsome."

"Right? They're both so good-looking."

At first, Tara tried to explain. But eventually, she just couldn't keep up. In the end, all she could do was sigh helplessly.

"Tara, not only is your boyfriend good-looking, but he's also generous. You'd better hold on to him. Imagine how happy your life would be once you give birth to a son and daughter."

Tara picked up a bag of fruit and was about to explain to the fruit vendor when Soren chimed in from behind her, "It is my every hope for that too. In fact, we're getting married soon."

The fruit vendor couldn't stop grinning. "Well, he's certainly a responsible man. I wish you a happy marriage and children soon."

Tara flushed with embarrassment and hurriedly pulled Soren away before the vendor could say more. If she said anything else, it would be about growing old together.

Soren laughed loudly as she pulled him away and tilted his head toward her. "They've got good taste and a pretty sharp judge of character too."

Tara pinched his arm through the fabric of his clothes. Though she couldn't really twist it, she was hellbent on giving him a little pain.

Playing along, he pretended to hiss in pain, and she quickly let go.

"They only said that because they think you're my boyfriend, so don't take it seriously."

Not wanting to deal with him anymore, she pushed her bicycle out of the market.

Soren followed behind casually. "But I am your boyfriend."

Tara quickened her pace.

"I mean, me being your future boyfriend counts too," he added languidly.

The two of them left the market one after another. Seeing this, the vendors chuckled and said, "What a sweet couple."

"Exactly. But Tara's boyfriend really looks like that singer."

"I was just about to ask if he's Soren Farrell."

"They left too quickly for us to even get a photo."

Tara pushed her bicycle into the yard and closed the gate.

Soren looked at her unhappily and plaintively. "Your heart must be made of stone not to even invite me in for a sip of water. How can you be so cruel? I may not have done anything great, but I still put in the effort. I'd never imagined you—"

He sighed theatrically.

Unable to take it anymore, Tara grabbed a bottle of mineral water from the fridge and handed it to him. She managed to stop his endless complaints in time.

Soren took the bottle and smirked at her.

Tara knew she had been tricked again. He had deliberately drawn her out.

As Soren drank the water, his eyes were fixed on her. His penetrating gaze had a depth that compelled her to look away.

Tara didn't want to get tangled up in the story or get involved with these male leads anymore.

"Don't waste your time on me. I'll never agree to be with you."

Two days later, she saw the couple who rented the cottage to her chatting with someone outside the yard. She went downstairs and opened the gate.

The couple were smiling broadly and saying something to the other party. When they heard the gate open, they looked over.

Tara was just about to step outside when she saw the tall, handsome man standing opposite the couple. Immediately, she pulled her foot back.

Soren smiled and turned to look at her.

Mandy Peterson, the landlady, shoved all the bags she was carrying into Tara's hands. "Tara, I brought you some bacon, sausages, pickled herring, and some vegetables I grew myself."

As awkward as Tara felt about taking it, she couldn't refuse, because they wouldn't take no for an answer.

They often brought her food like this, and they refused to take any money for it. Tara had tried returning the favor before, but unwilling to let her spend a dime, they would hang the gift back on her front gate.

"Thank you, Mrs. Eastwood."

Mandy was extremely happy to see her accept it. "Tara, that young man's really a good one. You shouldn't stay upset at him. Try to get along, okay?"

Tara knew Soren hadn't chatted with them for nothing, so she explained, "He's not my boyfriend."

Mandy laughed. "I know. But he's courting you, and he's a singer. I just called my son who is a college freshman. He looked up some articles and said this singer has no scandals and is quite rich. You won't find such a high-value man easily, so hold on tight to him."

Tara didn't know what to say anymore. She glanced across at Soren, who was still chatting with Billy Eastwood, Mandy's husband. Soren looked back at her with a meaningful gaze, causing her to quickly look away.

Mandy patted her hand, encouraging her to be brave and go for Soren.

After the couple left, Tara picked up the two large bags to head inside, only for a tall figure to approach and carry them in before she could.