Chapter 109


    Chapter 109


    The only thing about the restaurant was the dark environment. No wonde Noir Restaurant


    The waitress’s introduction somewhat made sense. The food tasted a little bit more delicious when she


    focused all her senses without all the noises around her.


    Thest course was steak, which was served in aplicated way. It wasid on a copper te with a


    roaring charcoal fire underneath. Due to the high temperature, the staff needed to iste the heat.


    Several people carried the equipment in, but the steak serving was only sorge.


    Ste looked at the pathetically portioned, perfectly ted dish and was at a loss of words.


    Seeing that he did not move, Weston tapped his finger lightly on the table. “Help me cut it.” Ste was


    startled. She thought she misheard him until he repeated himself. Her face turned cold. “Don’t you


    know how to cut it yourself? Cut it yourself and eat it.”


    Weston crossed his fingers together. For some reason, he was patient with her again. “I want to eat


    whatever you cut.”


    “Then don’t!”


    Weston said nothing and just looked at her like that.


    Ste suddenly remembered the scene at Yvonne’s house the other day. She watched how Weston


    served so gentlemanly. He took the te in front of Guinevere, cut the steak for her, and gave it to her.


    He was so gentlemanly and kind. When it came to her, he demanded her to serve him. What did he


    take her for? A nanny? A maid?


    Her heart was cold, and she refused to do it. After a while, she said, “I’ll ask the waiter to cut it for you.”


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    “Forget it.”


    Weston stopped her. Seeing how reluctant she was, he lost interest. He quickly cut the steak into small


    pieces and then pushed it in front of her. “Eat.”


    “Eat,” hemanded, one cold word without a trace of warmth.


    Ste’s eyes flickered. She did not refuse, but deliberately the beef while eating. She did not eat a


    single bite of the meat at all.


    Naturally, Weston did not miss her actions. His eyes turned cold.


    After the meal, the waiter returned both of their cell phones.


    Ste impatiently turned on her phone to see if there were any new missed calls or texts. She


    wondered if Roger would be worried because she was past her usual time home.


    Weston was displeased throughout the entire whole time. Ste simply ignored him.


    When they got to the parking lot, Weston suddenly warned her in a deep voice, “There’s a car next to


    you.”


    He took her by the arm and pulled her aside.


    Ste mindlessly looked up and met his eyes. She saw Weston’s displeased eyes, but she pretended


    that she saw nothing. She pursed her lips and continued to look at her phone.


    The two walked a few more steps, when suddenly, a hesitant voice spoke up from behind. “E?


    Weston? Why are you two here?!” Ste stiffened. Stunned that she recognized the voice, she did not


    dare to look back.


    The voice belonged to Yvonne. Her palms were sweating, and she looked straight at the man in front of


    her.


    Weston looked as if nothing had happened. He looked at Yvonne, who stopped behind Ste.


    “What a coincidence.”