Eva looks at Ethan. "Why?"
The color drained out of Ethan's face when he heard how she asked.
The word that supposed to flow like a stream in the river couldn't find the way to come out of Ethan's mouth. He's acting like a love-struck teenager, why couldn't he just asks straight away without stammering.
"M-my grandfathers hosting dinner tonight and I'm taking the boys with me, I-I'm hoping you can accompany us. That's if you have no other plan tonight?" Ethan asks in a low tone of voice, barely audible.
"What did you just said? I'm sorry! I can't barely hear you?" Eva heard every word he said, she only wanted to listen to his soft melancholy voice.
Ethan repeated what he had said words for word with the same tone of voice that makes Eva's heart flutter.
She scrunched up her face before replying. "So! Basically, you're inviting me to come with you to this dinner party?"
Sadness clouded his features and fear crossed his face. " To sum it up, yes! That's what I meant."
