"Hey, don't look so tense. Just relax. Let's continue eating first. We'll discuss what we talked about earlier afterward," said Mama Ira, unfazed, as she enjoyed her dinner heartily. Meanwhile, I was still confused, glancing several times at Doctor Ryan.
Marriage? Does she mean me and Doctor Ryan? Ah, that's impossible. Mama Ira seems to be teasing us. She must be joking.
"Ryan, are you full?" asked Mama Ira. Her eyes glanced at Doctor Ryan's plate, which still had a little food left, but his spoon was already placed on the plate. Doctor Ryan nodded in agreement.
"Oh, it's a shame not to finish it. Delia would be sad, it's her cooking. Wasn't it good?" Mama Ira's question reflexively made me glance at Doctor Ryan. I was fine, not feeling sad. Maybe Doctor Ryan was just full.
"No, it's
