Winston's eyes locked onto hers, and for a moment, his usually cold gaze softened with a hint of delight. Just when Theodora was about to get confused, he said, "For example, right now."
Theodora glanced at the table. "Oh, I see. You like good food. I like good food, too. Enjoying gastronomy is definitely a way to relax."
"Pfft!" Olga, who had been sipping her tea, suddenly burst out laughing.
Theodora handed her a napkin. "Ms. Fence, what's wrong?"
"It's nothing, nothing at all," Olga waved her hand, though she couldn't help but feel a bit sorry for Winston. She didn't expect Winston to hit a wall. And Theodora... well, she was so clueless when it came to relationships!
The mood was lighthearted on this side, but elsewhere, things were far from peaceful.
At the hospital, Tania slowl
