Chapter Thirty two

Donald turned back to the ice cream smiling satisfied after guarding his teritory. He noticed Helma's mean glance at him. "What?" He asked playing innocent. Helma ignored him as her ice cream was handed over to her in a mini bowl. She gushed at the beauty in front of her. Donald has not had ice cream for a year. He could barely remember what flavors he likes.

"I will have excatly like her bowl" he placed his order. His ice cream was served in similar bowls. The attendent asked who was paying and Helma immediately turned to Donald. "He is with me" she mimicked Donald and walked to a table leaving him with the attendant. Donald brought out his card and swiped it to pay.

He joined Helma at the table and watched her enjoy her Ice cream. He took a spoonful of his ice cream and waited for the same effect it had on Helma, but there was none. Just chilled and sugary feeling. "Why are you this excited miss? It has no effect" he said disappointed. Helma laughed at his face and took his