Love At The Wrong Table

On Saturday morning, Rhea was busy in the kitchen.

“Rhea, what are you doing?” Juan walked into the kitchen and asked his daughter.

“Dad, I’m making a lunchbox!”

“Why would you be making a lunchbox?” Juan furrowed his brows. “You’re going on a blind date at Luxoria Hotel today. Do you really need to cook your own food?”

Rhea didn’t reply immediately. Instead, she quickly closed the container, placed it in her purse, and then approached her father with a sweet smile.

“Dad, you often praise my cooking skills, right? I’m worried that words alone won’t be enough to convince him. So, I’ve prepared this lunchbox for him to taste. What do you think?”

Rhea patted the container confidently, secretly pleased with her clever solution. She thought that her father had indeed given her a great way to fend off her date.

“Very nice, Rhea. What a sensible girl you are!” Juan laughed. He had no idea about the inner thoughts of the young lady and was quite pleased with how cooperative his daughter was this time.

Rhea suddenly felt a bit guilty toward her father, but she had no other choice. She really didn’t want to go on a blind date or get married. So, she apologized in her heart, Sorry, Dad!

it was almost time,

Group was currently in the process of making a comeback, Mackenzie was busy working from home on Saturday.

walked up to her, saying, “Mackenzie, I’ve put the lunch in the

brushing her bangs aside. She smiled

it. Where are

there’s a female patient with severe abdominal pain

patient with abdominal pain?” Mackenzie raised an eyebrow slightly. It sounded exactly like her

they needed to seek help. It turned

it a bit amusing, going through all this trouble when her aunt could’ve

Good luck!” Mackenzie casually said.

“good luck” coming from her carried a lot of encouragement. Perhaps that was the charm of a

nodded with a smile, turned around, and prepared to leave.

same unfamiliar number from the

before, he had no recollection of the number. Nevertheless, he answered