Jones knew this area like the back of his hand, and he smoothly led to an xican-style restaurant.
The restaurant had a classy vibe, it was perfect for a date.
After we sat down, my curiosity piqued, so I asked, "How did you know about this place?"
Normally, Jones didn’t seem like the type to frequent such places, and most of the current custors were couples.
Jones chuckled, "A colleague invited here for dinner; I thought it was a group thing, so I ca."
"Ah, I see. So, you found out it was just her waiting for you, right? I think I can guess who it was.’ I replied with a grin, "The pretty nurse, right?"
Jones arched an eyebrow, "Your guess is a bit vague, we’ve got a lot of nurses at our hospital."
Was he trying to show off his many admirers to ?
We had a great chat. After a few dates with Jones, I found out that he was actually the type who seed cold on the outside but was passionate on the inside. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have cared about my marriage with Damon before.
If he was also aloof privately, then I might have found it a bit difficult to get along with him.
Suddenly, a man and a woman entered the restaurant, causing the smile on my face to fade.
Ariel, arm in arm with Damon and a happy smile on her face, froze when she saw
"Should we switch restaurants?" Jones asked in a low voice after spotting Damon and Ariel.
Before he could finish speaking, Ariel, arm in arm with Damon, sat down at the table next to ours.
I stared at the food on the table and calmly said, "No need; the food here is good."
Jones nodded. Our previous cheerful atmosphere vanished with the arrival of Damon and Ariel.
Ariel started ordering, while Damon remained silent, not voicing any opinions.
"Damon, what do you want to eat?" Ariel’s voice was pleasing.
"Anything is fine, as long as you like it." Damon’s voice was indifferent, but at least he gave a response, and it was quite accommodating.
Ariel didn’t mind Damon’s indifference; she skillfully ordered Damon’s favorite dishes, which surprised .
Did she know Damon that well? I always thought I was the woman who knew Damon best; after all, I knew him for ten years.
"What’s wrong? Don’t you like the dishes?" Jones noticed I wasn’t eating much and gently asked.
"I don’t like the red pepper in it." I glanced at the squid pasta on the plate and casually replied.
Jones gave a loving look, then painstakingly picked out the red peppers from my untouched pasta.
He often perford surgeries, so his hands were steady, his nails were clean, and his handling of the cutlery was very elegant.
After he picked out the red peppers, he pushed his plate of squid pasta toward and took mine.
"No, I’ve already eaten from that one!" I quickly stopped him.
"It’s fine." Jones didn’t seem to mind; he took a few bites and didn’t show any signs of disgust.
I felt a little embarrassed; in fact, I didn’t really dislike red peppers; it was just an excuse.
Since he didn’t mind that I had eaten from it, how could I refuse his thoughtful care? I lowered my head and ate the squid pasta when I suddenly heard Ariel next to say, "I just had a manicure. I want to eat shrimp, but I can’t peel the shell"
Damon’s voice sounded a few seconds later, but it was gentler than before, "I’ll peel it for you, you just have to eat."
I sneaked a peek and saw Damon picking up a shrimp, carefully peeling the shell.
He looked very focused; from the side, his nose was high, and there was not a shred of excess flesh from his jawline to his neck. It was very firm and perfect. I rember he was once rated by the dia as having the most perfect side profile, on par with top-tier male stars.
"Don’t sneak peeks at other n when I’m around." Jones noticed that I was distracted, so he lightly tapped the table and sternly reprimanded . Nerd heard his voice, and he glanced at us.
I had no choice but to sit up straight. I smiled at Jones and didn’t look at Damon anymore.
"What? You got ketchup all over your mouth? Silly girl" Damon’s pampering voice ca from the next table, filled with laughter.
I didn’t want to look, but they were so close that I could still see him raising his hand to wipe Ariel’s mouth.
Ariel looked very happy, "I’m really hungry, so I ate very fast. Will you dislike ?"
"Of course not, how could I dislike you?" Damon said with a smile.
"I knew you were the best, I love you" Ariel’s voice rose, as if intentionally letting hear.
I pretended not to hear. I forked a piece of well-cut steak and fed it to Jones, "This steak is really good. Want to try?"
Jones looked at aningfully. His eyes showed that he knew what I was trying to do, but he still dutifully accepted my steak, tested it carefully, and then praised it, "It’s indeed very good. If you like it, we can co here again next ti."
"Mmm, as long as I’m with you, anything is fine." I replied with a beaming smile
Damon heard what I said, and he shot a cold look. I felt it but chose to ignore it.
"Damon, are you unhappy? If you are, we can change places." Ariel seed to have noticed that Damon had been looking at , so she couldn’t help but ask.
"No need, it’s fine here" Damon’s voice suddenly beca cold, a stark contrast to before.
Ariel glared at unhappily, and I glared back at her disdainfully curling my lips.
"Alright, as long as you’re okay with it" Ariel yielded, but I could hear her dissatisfaction.
When she was unhappy, I was happy.
I finished the last bit of food, then gracefully wiped my mouth and whispered to Jones, "Dr. Jones, you should get back to work now. You can’t be late because of ."
BANG!
Before Jones could respond, a loud noise ca from the table next to us. It was the sound of Damon putting down his cutlery.
His face was very gloomy, as if the cutlery had greatly offended him. He put down the cutlery and then threw it into the trash can.
Ariel sat across from him, her face pale.
She bit her lip hard as her eyes glistened with tears.
"Alright, as you wish. But before that, I have to take you ho." Jones said softly.
"Alright, let’s hit the road," I stood up, ignoring Damons sour face.
His jealousy and possessiveness were acting up, but that wasn’t my problem anymore. We were done and dusted. He had Ariel, and I had Jones.
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