David fidgeted with the chopsticks, continuously loading his plate to avoid the awkward silence that had settled between them. Soon, the dishes on the table were almost gone.

Rosalind asked, "David, are you full, or should we order some more?"

David reached for a napkin to dab at his mouth, declining, "No, thanks. I'm quite satisfied."

These phrases were usually exchanged with clients.

Whenever a client would ask if he'd like to order more, he'd generally decline.

He didn't expect Rosalind to ask, and he reflexively refused.

Right after speaking, David regretted it.

Why did he say no? Couldn't he have shown some concern, asking if she was full or inviting her to pick something she liked?

off any chance

David, not for dining with

attempt to salvage the situation, Rosalind stood up, "Alright then,

headed for the door, leaving David to sigh inwardly, criticizing himself for not being

no choice but to

stepped out, Lydia and Ethan emerged

them

together, and teased, "David, fancy seeing you here. So, the business you had was

froze, mortified, wishing he could've silenced Ethan before he

David was here on business. Unfortunately, don't have any projects to collaborate on with you. Today's

that, Rosalind stormed off in her heels, leaving a strong

explain but realized he

a

a restaurant for treatment. Let Dr. Lydia take care of

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