When Jimuel asked who the man I was going to marry was, I suddenly changed the topic to prevent him from probing further. Fortunately, he didn't ask again. As he said, there's nothing wrong with us eating seafood even if it's late.
He took me to a floating restaurant and I was amazed by the ambiance of the place. From our table, I could see a café bustling with people. My brows furrowed as I looked over.
"Why are there so many people there?" I asked Jim. "Is their coffee good?"
"I don’t know, but there are LED roses outside the café and that’s what really draws people there for picture-taking," he replied.
"Are we going to stop by there later?" I asked.
"If you want, why not? Do you want to?"
"Yes," I said.
"Alright, later, Isabella. After we eat, we'll stop by the café. By the way,
