Perhaps it was a little awkward, Annabelle thought.
After all, Jax was a straight-laced man, and he might think that eating dessert was a bit too "girly"?
"Don’t be so polite. It’s me who should be thanking you for coming out with me today," Annabelle smiled.
A short while later, the waiter brought over the desserts.
Jax took the delicate plate with his rough hands and then used his calloused fingers to pick up the small spoon, starting to eat the cake.
At a distant table, a man dressed in black ordered a second cup of coffee and glanced over at Annabelle from afar.
That woman actually invited a bodyguard to eat with her.
A hypocritical woman, just like her husband, Kendrick!
If he went over now and slashed her throat as he passed her... Hmph, would she still be able to eat?
But h
