Scarlett Glenn's hand gripping the wine bottle gradually tightened. It had been many years since anyone had fed her food, except when she was a child.
Those memories were warm, but they were also a scar in Scarlett Glenn's heart, causing her great pain every time they resurfaced.
Scarlett Glenn's cheeks grew hotter and hotter, while Ethan Herd watched her, the corner of his lips curling into a smile.
Scarlett Glenn wanted to refuse, "I..."
As she moved her lips, the shrimp meat made its way into her mouth.
Ethan Herd peeled another shrimp and threw it into his own mouth, complaining, "The taste is just average, but in a place like this, we can only make do."
Ethan Herd had never dined in places like this before. He was so picky that he wouldn't enter anything less than a five-star luxury hotel. But now, he indulged in roadside stalls and small hotels, eating anything.
Ethan's forceful display of affection changed the expressions of both Ollie Cohen and Elijah Graham.
