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Jamie watched the bustling streets outside, her eyes clouded with a hint of sadness.

Ben noticed and felt an inexplicable discomfort. Without a word, he gave the waiter a subtle nod. "Bring out all your signature dishes," he instructed.

The waiter paused, momentarily stunned, before breaking into a broad smile. "A big spender! What a lucky day," the waiter silently remarked.

Soon, the table was filled with steaming dishes. The strong and spicy aroma made her eyes water. She quickly moved to sit next to Ben.

He glanced at her, a teasing lilt in his tone. "A moment ago, you could barely bother to engage, and now here you are, sitting closer. I guess no one forced you. You just couldn't resist."

Jamie paused for a moment but chose not to argue. He wasn't entirely wrong. Still, the playful exchange lightened her mood.

As the dishes came out, Ben barely touched the food himself, instead piling Jamie's plate high. Before long, her bowl was overflowing.

"Enough, really," she said hastily, moving her bowl aside to stop him from adding more.

his utensils down, though he wore

an unwelcome voice disrupted the moment.

Noah standing there, his smirk both insincere and infuriating. Her

was dining with another man. Guess I

a groan. It seemed she couldn't

your business. If you've said your piece,

turned to Jamie instead. "Such a chance meeting. Surely you wouldn't ask me to

evenly, wishing he would take the hint and

it. "Don't be so cold. happen

then, a waiter stepped forward, gesturing politely. "Sir, your reserved table

need to be in such a rush to send me away,

brows, his expression calm but his irritation unmistakable. Jamie, who had grown adept at reading his evermet mood could clearly see

Noah didn't leave soon, Jamie wouldn't have been surprised if Ben flipped the dishes onto