Rebecca stopped the car by a mobile vehicle where they were selling papayas, melons, and watermelons.

“I will buy for you,” Benjamin quickly said.

“No. I will pay for myself and for you as well,” she said. “Eat what you want, but don’t argue in front of others.” Saying that she got out of the car.

She picked 2 watermelons, both of which were nearly thirty pounds. Benjamin took care of putting the melons careful in the car boot.

Rebecca bought a glassful of cube-shaped watermelon pieces and ate them with the help of a fork. She was spitting the seeds out.

“Don’t waste the seeds,” Benjamin told her while he also ate watermelon along with the seeds.

“Eat the seeds?” she frowned. “You can’t be serious.”

“There’s so much nutritional value in the seeds compared to the rest of the fruit. You are better off eating the seeds and throwing away the rest,” Benjamin said.

For some reason, his casual confidence was convincing.

Rebecca crunched on a few seeds, and they didn’t taste sour or anything,