"Were you waiting for me to eat when I called you just now?" Owen suddenly asked Anita.
Anita didn't expect Owen to suddenly ask this question. "No… no, I wasn't waiting for you," Anita stuttered as she lowered her head.
Owen knew by Anita's words that she must have been waiting for him to come back. He was glad that he didn't continue to work overtime. At the thought of this, he smiled and said, "I'm glad I'm done with work, or I probably wouldn't have been able to eat this delicious pasta."
"Work is more important. If you like spaghetti, I can make it for you next time," Anita said with a smile.
"But the taste this time will definitely be different from the next time," Owen said while glancing at Anita.
Anita didn't respond to Owen's words, but she blushed a little.
