The Day I Kissed An Older Man

The way Lucas called Melody 'dear' made Melody's heart flutter for a moment. They were so very close, so she worried that he would be able to hear her heart pounding. Stella found it difficult to enjoy her food at all when she saw Lucas and Melody acting all lovey-dovey.

After the main course was removed, everyone was served a glass of apple crumble. Stella mechanically scooped the content and put it into her mouth. She might as well be eating wax since every food tasted like one to her at that moment.

Beatrice was in a good mood, feeling that she had achieved her purpose for the day. Any woman with eyes and a brain would have given up when they saw how in love Lucas and Melody were with each other. "Miss Stella, you don't seem to have much appetite. Or is this apple crumble not to your taste?" Beatrice asked with a smile.

Stella came to her senses, immediately scooped up a large spoonful, and stuffed it into her mouth. "No, it's delicious! Ah-"

Her eyes were already teary when she raised her head again. She stuck out the tip of her tongue pitifully and spoke somewhat unclearly, "Lucas, it hurts so much..."

At that moment, Beatrice had already sent someone to get ice.

"Just close your mouth and talk less if it really hurts," said Melody sincerely, though her tone was indifferent. She could tell that Stella was pretending, but she did not bother to expose it. Lucas stood next to Melody, looking indifferent.

Stella felt even more wronged. Tears began to stream down her cheeks. "It hurts..."

pain." Before Stella could continue to

was rendered

even managed

but she

miss any opportunity to

ice in her mouth was

glanced

and asked, "Do you want to take Miss Stella to the

lowered his gaze and

she did notice that Beatrice did not seem to like Stella as much as

room once you're done eating. I'll keep Miss Stella company and have someone send her back later," said Beatrice. She then turned to Stella. "Miss Stella, are you feeling better? If you are, might you accompany me