Carter's Restaurant was closed for the festive season.
Claire, who had been busy for the past half a year, could finally rest comfortably for a while and prepare for Christmas.
After breakfast in the morning, she carried a basket and was about to go out. "I'm going to get groceries. What do you feel like eating?"
The few people who didn't need to go out said, "Everything you cook is delicious. Buy whatever you want to eat."
Arthur gulped down a large bottle of milk and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "Let me drive you there."
"There's no need for that." Claire shook her head. "This place is not far from the market, and I'll take my time grocery shopping. When you're free, make a list of Christmas goods. Remember to write down anything you want. We'll get them tomorrow and the day after. Don't worry about the money."
Then, she held her grocery basket and slowly walked out.
