“Oh, I would agree to that. I planned to let this guy eat the leftovers, but he said he’ll just give it to the staff at home.”
Priscilla chuckled. “Well, you can’t let him eat all of it. That’s a lot of sugar. It’s great that you have a supportive husband. You’re very fortunate.”
Mel smiled. Was she? She eyed the said husband. Well, this trip and chatting with someone as nice as her was arranged by him. Yeah, she’s lucky. He was so thoughtful of her needs.
But then, it occurred to her. Was this necessary? He’s definitely going beyond what’s required of him. What’s his reason?
As they left the café and headed to a restaurant for a meal, Mel could swear she could fool herself to believe he truly cared about her. He looked a little uncomfortable with the way she stared at him.
“What?
