"We can eat there," said Yesseca.
If she invited Tremaine out to eat, Yesseca would consider the kind of food he'd liked to eat. However, now she wanted to go somewhere with a lot of people, so she would feel less awkward and nervous.
Tremaine looked at the restaurant and replied nonchalantly, "Let's go then."
It was a restaurant that was on the cheaper end, but he didn't mind. Anything was fine as long as it could fill his stomach.
The most important thing was Yesseca. It was more fun to eat with her, so as long as Yesseca was by his side, it did not matter where they dined.
Two of them walked into the restaurant.
It seemed a bit strange. Everyone was focused on eating, and Tremaine, who usually always caught the attention of others, did not seem to be of much interest to anyone.
They found a corner and sat down. Yesseca ordered two servings of pasta.
When she finished ordering, Yesseca's expression was rather unnatural.
Her expectations had shattered.
Tremaine was incredibly handsome and had a respectable air around him. He would usually attract countless people's attention wherever he went. Yesseca had expected that the occupants of this restaurant would act the same way, with everyone staring at Tremaine, which meant that her awkwardness and embarrassment could slowly dissipate.
However, there were many people in the restaurant. Everyone lowered their heads while eating, and no one saw Tremaine coming in. There were also so many people, and they could only find a corner to sit down. One problem was that they weren't noticed by the waiters at all.
Even though there were so many other customers, without all kinds of stares, she felt like the dining table she and Tremaine sat at was a small enclosed space, Yesseca felt awkward.
She tried her best not to be noticed by Tremaine.
She was afraid that Tremaine would think she had allergies and would take her to the hospital again, but she was even more afraid that Tremaine would really notice something.
She had nothing to say to ease the embarrassment. "It's so strange today. There are usually many people are watching you when you go out. Today, everyone is busy eating, and no one is looking at you."
Tremaine squinted at Yesseca. "Isn't that good? Would you prefer to be stared at, as though you were a gorilla?"
Yesseca said nothing.
She suddenly thought of a gorilla and associated it with Tremaine. She couldn't help but laugh.
Tremaine asked, "What are you laughing at?"
Yesseca held back her laughter. "I suddenly thought of a gorilla with your face on its body."
Tremaine twitched his mouth and said, "What a wild imagination you have."
The waiter served them their dishes.
When the waiter put down the plates, she looked at Tremaine and was taken aback. Only a few moments did the waiter come to her senses and leave Yesseca's table.
Obviously, the waitress had been stunned by Tremaine's handsome and distinguished aura.
Tremaine had been accustomed to this and simply started eating.
Yesseca also began to eat.
Although she had briefly spoken to Tremaine earlier, after quieting down, the awkwardness and nervousness had returned.
Yesseca felt like she was not in the mood to eat any more.
She brought her fork to her mouth, and her mind was filled with all kinds of complicated thoughts.
Tremaine noticed this.
He placed some shrimp from his plate onto Yesseca's plate.
Yesseca did not say anything.
She held her breath.
Tremaine said lightly, "Don't you like shrimp? It's all for you."
Yesseca panicked and replied, "Okay." She picked up the shrimp and ate it. She shoved it into her mouth and suddenly realized her situation.
This shrimp was from Tremaine's bowl.
Her face suddenly turned red again.
Yesseca lowered her head and didn't dare lift it, afraid that Tremaine would discover her strange behavior.
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