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Karina handed the menu to Wilfred. "Take a look and let me know if there's anything you can't eat."

Wilfred's reply was brief. "No."

Relieved, Karina took the menu back and carefully selected a few dishes she could afford within her current budget. "How about this?" Wilfred glanced at the choices.

His expression was calm as always, but Karina felt a wave of embarrassment wash over her. She couldn't even lift her head. She had invited him out for dinner, confidently saying it was her treat, yet this was all she could afford. "He must think so little of me," she thought.

But before her thoughts could spiral further, Wilfred withdrew his gaze. "This is fine, but you don't need to factor in my preferences so much. Order whatever you like."

Karina flushed, realizing he had seen right through her. She had indeed chosen the dishes based on what she thought he would like.

The food arrived quickly.

Karina, ever attentive, handed Wilfred a set of utensils. "This restaurant has self-serve utensils at the front counter. Here, they've already been sterilized."

Wilfred's brows relaxed slightly as he accepted them.

he understood the slight germophobic tendencies many in their profession shared. "You're considerate. Thank you," he

curved

and froze on a slender figure in the distance. His composed expression shifted

single name slipped from

her name, turned

line of sight, and for a moment, she

pleasant surprise as she spotted Wilfred.

an easy grace. "What. brings you here? I

Karina, pausing briefly before a knowing look flickered across

waving her

it's not like that. I was the one who invited Dr. Wilfred out, but not for that reason. He's helped me a lot, and I just wanted to thank him. That's

her gaze settling

unexpectedly looked away, avoiding her eyes-something he had

played on Nina's lips, her eyes gleaming with