"I… am not ignoring you," Irvyn looked flustered, not meeting Chloe's eyes directly. "And I definitely am not ignoring my health!"
"Wow, now you are strangely blabbermouth, huh?" Chloe scoffed off.
Truly, it's only in front of Chloe. Irvyn is the type of person who can never be shaken due to the ice-cold nature and rock-solid demeanor he exudes. But it seems that whenever Chloe is in the picture or in front of him, he loses every word that has been floating around in his head, and he is left with a total mental blank. He doesn't know why he is always like this with only her, but maybe deep down, he can guess the reason. And it is Chloe herself, for sure.
"I have to speak up for myself, don't I?" Irvyn let out a tired sigh, leaning his head against the wooden frame of the sofa. "The soup was nice, thanks."
