The Wrong Woman

Candice rose to her feet as well. Elio seemed slightly flustered. He quickly suggested, "Since you're already here, why not stay for dinner?"

Jasper hesitated, glancing at Elio, who gestured toward the dining table where a maid set out the dishes.

"It's already dark outside. You'll be hungry if you head back now. Why not eat here?" said Elio.

Jasper looked over at Candice. Unperturbed, she replied, "I'm fine with either option."

Feeling a twinge of sympathy for Elio's loneliness, Jasper headed over to the dining table with a faint smile. "Alright, let's stay and have dinner with Uncle Elio."

Candice pulled out her phone and sent a message to Florence. "Grandma, Jasper and I will have dinner out tonight. Don't wait up."

After sending the message, she rose from the couch and nearly collided with Elio as she stepped out. Startled, she took a step back, and her gentle gaze met his. Elio's emotions seemed heightened, his typical cold and handsome face now revealing a hint of warmth.

voice, he said, "I asked the chef to prepare some of your favorites-stuffed

startled. It took her a second to gather her

how had he

aside, allowing her to walk past

was struck by the sight of the table laden with her favorites-six dishes and a soup,

help but tease, "Uncle Elio, you've really laid it on thick with this meal.

and accepted the bowl of soup Jasper handed her. She began to sip it quietly. Jasper sensed there was more to the situation

elegance and formality. He

Jasper exchanged a glance before turning to observe Elio. They admired his posture at the table; he really did look

intensity

their heads and resumed eating awkwardly.

pm. The maid brought some fruit, and the trio settled into