Chapter 485


    “Hold on,” Matilda waved her hand and said.


    “Is there someone else?” John frowned in confusion.


    Matilda smiled in response and answered, “N-No, it’s just that we should order some drinks first. I’ve


    been super thirsty since I waited in the lobby back there. Then, she proceeded to act like she was


    going through the beverages on the menu, ordering a ss of fruit juice before she continued to skim


    through the menu. Not long after the waiter left, the door was opened again in less than a minute.


    Nevertheless, it was Isabelle who came in instead of the waiter. While opening the door, she appeared


    to still be talking. “I was caught in the jam, Mrs. Constance. So, I…” Soon, she stopped mid-sentence


    as her expression became awkward.


    On the other hand, John’s face darkened the moment he saw Isabelle, but Matilda didn’t seem to


    notice his son’s sulky look. She then stood up and said, “Hey Belle, you’re here. Come, please have a


    seat! We were waiting for you.”


    Isabelle slowly walked closer and sat before John while embarrassedly saying, “So, John is here too,


    huh.”


    Matilda answered on her son’s behalf, “Yeah, I passed by hispany when I was on my way here, so


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    we decided toe here together. Here is the menu, and let’s ce our order.”


    Isabelle appeared a little cautious when she glimpsed at John, whereupon she took the menu that was


    handed to her. Meanwhile, the man was only seen with a sulky look on his face. So, this is where my


    mom wanted to take me. I knew something was wrong with her from the beginning.


    Afraid to ce her order, Isabelle only picked two dishes before passing the menu to John, but the man


    didn’t respond until Matilda took it and began flipping through it. “This fish looks pretty nice, John. Do


    you like it? What do you say we try this one?”


    Soon, John took a cigarette box out of his pocket and lit up a cigarette without even answering


    Matilda’s question. While his reaction implied that he was unhappy, Matilda shifted her eyes to Isabelle,


    who carefully shook her head.


    Then, Matilda sighed and said, “Alright, I think we should try this fish out, as well as some sds. This


    dessert looks good too, so maybe we should try this one out. Oh yeah, we must never miss their


    signature cuisine, and also, I’ve heard about their delicious mushroom soup. So, we should get one of


    those too.”


    In the meantime, John only remained silent all this while until the waiter left, leaning on his chair as he


    flicked his cigarette into the ashtray. Not long after that, Isabelle pondered for a while and uttered, “I


    thought it was just you and me, Mrs. Constance. I didn’t think John would be there too, so that’s why I


    got scared when I saw someone else in here.”


    Matilda said, “Well, that was the initial n, but since I happened to pass by John’s office, I realized he


    hadn’t left work, so I figured we could perhaps grab dinner together. After all, the more the merrier,


    right?”


    Meanwhile, John only responded with a nonchnt smile, implicitly taunting Matilda. At the sight of her


    son’s reaction, Matilda decided to keep quiet, knowing that she shouldn’t push her headstrong son too


    far, or her n could backfire. However, she was still rather grateful that John didn’t embarrass her by


    walking out on her despite his anger. I guess that still counts as a sess.


    The next few moments, none of them said a single word until the dishes were served. While there


    weren’t many customers in the restaurant, the dishes were served pretty quickly. Upon waiting for all


    the dishes to arrive, Matilda courteously treated Isabelle by cing some dishes onto her te. “Come,


    Belle. You should take more of this. This one is packed with nutrition!” Then, she picked up a fork and


    knife before passing them to John. “Let’s dig in.”


    After receiving the fork and knife, John nced through every dish on the table, which he found


    unappetizing. Therefore, heid down his fork and knife shortly after that and said, “You guys can carry


    on. I’m going to smoke outside.” He then took his cigarette box out, ready to stand up from his seat.


    Afraid that John would secretly ditch them, Matilda quickly ced her hand on his phone on the table.


    “You can go ahead and smoke outside, but leave your phone here.”