"Not late, not late."
Link smiled awkwardly and pushed Jasmine towards the inside.
Seeing this, Jasmine did not continue to vent her feelings.
The balance of their relationship was important.
Dwelling on a small matter and being relentless in doing so could turn a right to a wrong.
Any relationship would sooner or later become tiresome if such situations arose frequently.
In the dining room, Jasmine had prepared lunch for two.
This was something that Link had promised to do.
Jasmine returned to the villa by the lake filled with anticipation, only to encounter a cold dining room and an empty table.
However, she still set aside her disappointment and prepared lunch for them. It was an incredibly sensible act.
"Sit."
Link courteously spread out the tableware for Jasmine, poured her a cup of tea, and only then did he take a seat opposite her.
"Start eating, start eating."
Jasmine picked up her knife and fork, her previous gloom had dissipated, revealing a sweet smile.
