Mark didn't even look at Nolan who was standing at the door. He reached out to open the glass door, stood on the side of Lily, took her hand, and smiled, "You said you would invite me to eat farm food. And I've been waiting for you. Are you going to stand me up?"
Lily clutched Mark's hand, and finally felt a bit of support, she smiled constrainedly, "I've ordered it, and I'm not gonna stand you up. Let's go."
Nolan was uncomfortable to see their clasped hands.
Mark seemed to catch a glimpse of the man at the door surprisingly, "Mr. Jones? What a special guest. Why don't you go in and sit down? "
"Mark, since you knew this gentleman, you could entertain him. I'll meet you downstairs." Lily said in a steely voice, without looking at Nolan. She took him for a complete stranger.
