"Yes, of course ...." Ellena hung up when she saw a familiar figure in front of her eyes.
Ellena stared dumbfounded at the man she knew very closely, standing right behind the glass cake storage, opposite her. I don't know how long he was standing there. There was no smile on his face. Even his expression looked very flat.
"Kee-Keenan?" Ellena softly still stared at the figure in question.
Yes, that man is Keenan. I don't know what the need is for him to dare to come to Ellena's shop. His arrival was certainly not just to buy a cake. There must be something that pushed him to come to that place.
It really made Ellena confused on how to deal with Keenan at this time. As much as possible she tried to neutralize the feeling by widening a smile. But unfortunately, there was no positive response from the man.
