Love At The Wrong Table

Nonetheless, the place exuded tidiness and warmth, creating a cozy atmosphere.

“Mister, you’re living in a place like this, and you still gave me 500 thousand?!”

The girl’s words sounded a little audacious.

Yosef, busy preparing tea, maintained his courteous demeanor toward her, despite her modest background. He chuckled at her remark. “Are you trying to look down on me now?”

“No, not at all!” The girl hastened to explain, approaching him and kneeling across the table. “I didn’t mean that, mister. I was just surprised by your generous sponsorship.”

Yosef remained quiet, presenting her with the freshly brewed tea.

As the cat meowed, he sliced a piece of bread and placed it before the feline.

Observing his actions in silence, the girl found them delightful. “Mister, your lifestyle is

So refined, and I admire your attention to detail.”

Yosef simply smiled, lifting his teacup in a gesture akin to toasting a friend.

raising

both downed their tea in one

stuck out her tongue like a puppy to cool off.

smile widened at

with embarrassment, the girl continued to stick out her tongue momentarily, attempting to ease the

can call

maintained his calm demeanor, gently shaking her hand. “Yosef

to it, Mr. Yosef!” Ellie giggled,

almost

from you. I promise to

smiled. “You have good handwriting.”

looking as innocent as

need it. And what you’re

What’s wrong?” Ellie was surprised. She didn’t want

you make it seem like I have other

Yosef. I never meant it that way!” Ellie

I get it, you prefer to help quietly. But