"I thought you wouldn't come." Seeing him take a seat, I also put my bag down and took a seat again.
Marius looked at me and replied in a cold tone, "I've no reason to reject a free dinner."
Although his face was expressionless and his tone alienating, he still retained his humor. It reminded me a little of the past.
I pushed the menu to him. "Order whatever you want."
He accepted the menu and ordered a few dishes before closing it back up. Marius glanced at me. "Is it enough?"
"Yes."
I looked up lightly, my gaze settling on Marius. "Marius, are you still mad?"
"Yes," he answered me curtly. There was a force in his words.
My throat got stuck.
I hesitated, my heartbeat gradually quickening. "I'm sorry. We failed to consider your feelings when we decided to arrange the blind date. But we didn't have malicious intentions. We only hoped you'd be happy."
Marius let out a light chuckle when he heard this. His laugh, however, felt rather mocking, like knives stabbing my heart.
"It's fine if Shannon didn't know. But I didn't think you wouldn't either."
My heart fell into the abyss again at Marius' words, the knife seemingly still embedded in it. I could not pull it out, and it hurt my heart even more.
"I'm really sorry. I wanted to stop it, but Shannon… It's my fault. Can you forgive me?"
I did not have many friends, so I cherished every single one of them. Especially someone like Marius. I did not want to lose him.
He leaned back against the sofa and looked up at me. He then turned his face away, not replying to me.
Our food arrived. I did not force him to reply to me and just ladled a bowl of soup for him. "Come, eat."
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