"It's just eating some skewers; you don't need to feel any burden, after all, we are traveling together, helping with the barbecue doesn't mean anything special."
Harry Hall had said that, and Helen Melendy would have seemed too pretentious if she had refused again.
Besides, she really couldn't resist the enticing aroma any longer; as soon as Harry finished speaking, she immediately reached out, grabbed a squid skewer, and brought it to her mouth.
The flavor that conquered her taste buds instantly made her eyes light up.
Harry watched her familiar expression, a slight smile curving the corners of his mouth.
Still so greedy for food.
The next second, he saw Helen's expression suddenly dim, although she kept eating, the light that had momentarily flickered in her eyes was gone.
Harry didn't know what she was thinking, even though he very much wanted to understand her inner feelings, he knew that she had harshly shut him out of her heart.
