Asher was stunned seeing this, but he didn't take it seriously and thought the woman was surely having a mood swing. But when he thought about their future fake dates, his heart turned giddy. He whistled as he followed the young woman downstairs.
Abigail ignored the man once again and walked toward the dining table. By this time, the table had already been set with multiple dishes of various kinds. She silently sat on the table.
On the surface, she looked calm and composed as she started eating her food without speaking a single word, but only she knew how anxious she actually was! Her feet tapped on the ground constantly, an indication of her extreme anxiety.
Honestly, she didn't know whether she was doing right or not, but shouldn't her own heart be her first choice?
