Melissa tried her best to ignore the fragrance that kept invading her. She forced herself to turn her head away from the four people who were wolfing down the food, but in the end, she kept secreting saliva.
Sharon's hearing was better to begin with, and coupled with the fact that Melissa's gulping sound was getting louder and louder, she felt helpless. She really didn't understand why she had to endure it for the sake of her so-called face. She was the one who felt uncomfortable.
Sharon put down the bowl and chopsticks in her hand and turned to Melissa. "Do you want to come over and eat some with us?" She couldn't ignore Melissa's occasional expectant gaze.
