Ariana raised an eyebrow and then lifted the corner of her mouth. "I know you're the playboy type, but I didn't realize you were shameless like this," she said mockingly.
Gerald seemed to tense up. "What do you mean?" he asked.
Ariana shrugged indifferently. "I don't mean anything," she replied flatly. "Who made all of this?" she asked, trying to divert the conversation to the food in front of her and choosing to ignore Gerald. She lifted her spoon and started eating broccoli.
"I did," Gerald answered, now sitting in his normal posture. His response made Ariana choke on her food. Gerald quickly brought a glass of water to her mouth. Ariana drank it slowly. Afterward, she stared at Gerald in disbelief. "I cooked it. All of this," he pointed to the food on the table. "Except for that," he
