Fell in Love With You in the Wrong Time novel Chapter 462

Mila fixed her gaze on Samuel. “This way, please.”

She intentionally led them to a table as far as possible from Kathleen, fearing that things would turn ugly.

Samuel trailed behind Mila to the table and sat down.

“1 didn't expect you to bring your friend over, too,” were Mila's words.

Samuel merely gave a flat response.

“Mm.”

Then came Ashley's declaration, “I'm not just Samuel's friend, Mdm. Hunt. More accurately, I'm her girlfriend.” She wore a smug look at that.

The corner of Mila's lips curled upward. “Oh, my. I hope I didn't offend you with my choice of words, Ms. Zeller. I was just trying to stay neutral and as future-proof as I possibly can be. It's just so I don't have to owe anyone any explanation if something were to crop up in the future. Don't get worked up, okay?”

“Oh, no. I also didn’t mean anything else, Mdm. Hunt.” Ashley's words clearly implied otherwise.

“That's good to know.” Flashing a halfsmile, Mila quickly changed the topic. “What would you like to eat, Samuel? Do you have any cravings?”

“My mom asked me to support your business. I'll leave it to you,” uttered Samuel placidly.

To be honest, he was reluctant to show up at first.

It was Wynnie who had forced him to do so.

No matter his amnesia, he would never go against her wishes.

She was his mother, after all, so he had to do her bidding.

A faint smile appeared on Mila's face. “Okay, I'll serve you something nice, then.”

Samuel gave a nod. His gaze unwittingly landed on Kathleen and her group.

At that time, Kathleen was chatting with Levi. “Why don't you try and talk to her nicely?”

“But she's been giving me the cold shoulder.” Levi sounded aggrieved. “Why don't you help me, Kate?”

“Uh... Okay,” said Kathleen as she massaged her temples. “If I happen to ruin it somehow, don’t come after me.

Levi winced on that note. “Could it get any worse than what I'm facing right now?” he commented.

“No, indeed.” Kathleen just had to admit it.

Levi fell speechless at that.

Looking at that intimate duo happily chit-chatting, the look in Samuel's eyes darkened slightly.

I never should've stepped into this restaurant in the first place.

To make matters worse, Kathleen was all smiles when Samuel laid his gaze on her from afar.

Look at the way she smiles! Why can't she treat me the same way?

Ever since his return, she had never once flashed him a smile, not even a faint one for that matter.

Desolation rose in his heart. Why couldn't she understand how insecure and lonely I must've been after losing my memories?

Right then, Queena pushed the food cart to the table where Samuel was at and placed a steak on the grill to begin cooking.

Halfway through the process, she must've gone into a daze, for she accidentally brushed her thumb against a grill stone. Immediately, her thumb was seared and reddened like a tomato.

Concurrently, a yelp came through her lips. “Ouch!”

At that juncture, Levi suddenly leaped up from his seat and bolted toward Queena.

Grabbing her injured hand with both hands, Levi was distressed as he urged, “Did you hurt yourself? Come! I'll send you to the hospital!”

“Let go of me!” Queena appeared to be agitated, hollering, “Don't you dare touch me!”

Huh? Levi froze as he witnessed her reaction. “I-I’m only worried about you...”

He loosened his grip sheepishly.

Queena, in turn, ignored him and directed her gaze at Samuel instead. “I'm sorry, Mr. Macari. Please excuse my clumsiness. I'll go get my colleague to continue serving you.”

Samuel gave a curt nod.

Deep down, Samuel was puzzled by what he had just seen. From his perspective, something must've been going on between this pair.

Anyone can tell that he cares a whole lot for her.

With that said, Queena headed toward the kitchen right away.

To Samuel’s surprise, Kathleen, too, rose to her feet and followed Queena's footsteps.

A deep frown was etched on Samuel's face.

Why on earth did she have to follow?

When Kathleen entered the kitchen, Queena was already rummaging through the first aid kit, seemingly looking for some medicine.

Kathleen walked up and clasped Queena's hand before dragging the latter toward the sink. She turned the pipe on and placed Queena's seared thumb under the running cold water. “Always give it a good rinse before applying any medication.”

“Thank you.” Queena expressed her appreciation, her eyes teary.

A faint smile appeared on Kathleen's face as she fished out her phone to dial Yadiel's number. The call quickly got through. “Fetch me some burn ointment,” was Kathleen's command.