Donovan was utterly disgusted by Giselle's constant stream of wild and shameless remarks. He chose to ignore her.
Donovan had grown up in a cold and disciplined environment. He had always carried himself with a serious demeanor and rarely cracked a smile.
Aside from Zachary, no one else dared to crack a joke whilst in his presence.
Giselle was the only one who behaved freely around him and treated him like a normal person. At first, she had driven him crazy, so much so that he often wanted to strangle her.
But over time, he found something oddly tolerable—maybe even pleasing—about how she shamelessly messed around without a care.
Giselle didn't bother to ask where he wanted to eat or what he felt like eating. She simply took the lead and drove him to a luxury mall.
After parking the car, they took the elevator to an Agatonian restaurant on the third floor.
The restaurant charged around 2,000 dollars per person. While this was the cheapest place Donovan had ever eaten at, most
people would have considered it downright extravagant.
They sat down in the dimly lit restaurant. While Donovan focused on replying to work emails on his phone, Giselle grabbed the menu and began ondering without consulting him.
She picked all her favorites and even ordered several signature dishes, knowing full well she’d never finish them.
As they waited, Giselle took a sip of water and couldn’t help but glance at him. If she remembered correctly, this was their first meal together since they’d started” dating” over a year ago.
Giselle looked at his sharp and stoic face, and for a fleeting moment, her mind wandered. It was as if the past had dissolved and all that remained was the simple, startling urge to know him anew.
It was then that one dish after another was brought to the table.
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