Wilfred's gaze swept over her without a word, and Karina climbed into the car on her own.

When choosing her seat, she instinctively moved toward the back, but before she could get in, Wilfred spoke, "Sit in the front. It's more convenient."

Karina hesitated briefly. Not wanting to appear overly particular, she complied and took the passenger seat.

Although there was a saying that the front seat was reserved for a girlfriend, Wilfred didn't strike her as someone who cared about such details. She decided to pretend she didn't know.

After buckling her seatbelt, a phone suddenly appeared in front of her. She looked up, her face full of confusion and surprise.

Wilfred glanced sideways at her, one hand on the steering wheel, the car still stationary. "I haven't decided on a restaurant yet. I'll be driving soon. You pick something."

Karina took the phone.

Wilfred drove, she scrolled through the options, narrowing it down to three restaurants.

"Do you prefer steak,

all had great reviews. She wasn't too picky about food herself. Anything reasonably

didn't even look over. "Ribs are out-too fatty. Grilled tilapia is often raised in less-than-ideal

Wilfred-ever the meticulous doctor, even when it came to

herself for not considering this. Hesitant, she suggested, "How about

let's go with that," Wilfred replied after

his mind during that silence but decided not to ask. If he had proposed something else, she

independent but boasted excellent decor. The soft

arrived, Karina's hand

scrolling, but

a steak priced above

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