Zena smiled, raised the lunch box in her hand and said, "I'm here to deliver you lunch."
James glanced at her and then looked at the lunch box in her hand. He was not only unhappy but also frowned and felt a little annoyed.
That night, although she was drunk, he was not. He heard everything and remembered everything.
Moreover, since she knew that Xavier liked...
Why didn't she deliver lunch to Xavier and please him? Why did she come here to find him?
Zena naturally saw his expression. The expression in her eyes changed as she suppressed the bitterness in her heart. She pretended that she didn't see anything and said with a smile, "It's your favorite food."
James lowered his eyes, glanced at the watch on his wrist and then raised his head, "Did you deliver lunch to Xavier?"
Zena was stunned for a moment and quickly said, "He will eat with the staff in the gallery today."
Hearing this, James slightly raised his eyebrows, "So, you cooked this for me especially?" His tone was somewhat mocking.
"Jimmy, do you have to speak to me like this?" The smile on Zena's face disappeared, and she looked a little sad, "We got along well that night, didn't we? You even went to find me especially. Why are you talking like this again?"
Hearing this, James immediately became a bit unhappy, "Zena, you'd better think it over before you speak. This is good for both of us. Your words will make others misunderstand us."
Zena smiled awkwardly and blamed him, "You think too much, don't you? I mean, when you went to the bar to pick me up that night, you didn't talk to me mockingly. I know that you hate me because of something, but..."
James was annoyed. Even though he didn't think that way at that time, he still said, "If you didn't say that it was something about Xavier, I wouldn't go there."
Zena pursed her lips, and she looked more embarrassed. She felt a little disappointed as she said, "You mean, if I didn't say that it was something about Xavier, you wouldn't go to find me?"
"Yes."
"Jimmy..." She closed her eyes, "You make me feel very strange."
James pursed his thin lips tightly and said nothing.
"I'm in a bad mood these days. I feel... that Xavier's attitude towards me has changed a lot." She sniffed. With a painful look on her face, she planned to play the same trick, "I really... don't know whom I can talk to."
"Then just shut up."
Zena was taken aback. With a wry smile, she said,
She pressed her lips, "I don't know why you have such a big prejudice against me. Just because I left without telling you back then?" Zena took a deep breath and then said in a crying tone, "We've known each other for so many years. Even if we can't be lovers, can't we be friends?"
"I don't want to," James said without hesitation.
Yes, he didn't want to.
He was a decisive person. Although he had fantasized that as long as she was willing to go back and be with him, he would not care if she had once been with Xavier.
But that was because he had not fallen in love with Elizabeth at that time.
At this time, he had got married to Elizabeth and he loved her, so he didn't want to be friends with Zena, even ordinary friends. That wouldn't be good for anyone. He didn't want to recall the past, so it was better to live their own lives.
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