A girl with a charming smile and dimples was holding Damian Sinclair's arm, laughing as she spoke, "Your work takes forever to finish, I'm starving, you must treat me to something delicious as compensation."
Damian's usually cold expression softened into a smile, like snow melting and spring returning, "Okay. What do you want to eat?"
"Can I eat whatever I want?"
"Mm."
"Then I want Sichuan cuisine, and it has to be extremely spicy. I haven't been able to eat it abroad all these years, I'm craving it."
"Alright, whatever you want."
The two chatted as they walked out.
Bella Acker hid behind her cubicle, feeling like a ridiculous fool.
So Damian hadn't been coming home because his true beloved had returned. He was too busy accompanying her; how could he possibly remember a little plaything like Bella?
Only she was foolish enough to still want to ask him if he ever truly had a sliver of affection for her, even just a tiny bit…
