Callista went to bed late and woke up late as well. As she stepped out of the bedroom, Luther came through the door while holding a bag in his hands.
“Honey, I bought your favorite honey garlic prawns,” he announced while presenting the package as if it were a treasure.
“I rushed back to keep them warm for you. Eat them while they’re hot.”
In the past, whenever Luther upset her, he would buy honey garlic prawns to cheer her up.
Callista never particularly liked them, but she always forgave him—not because of the prawns, but because she loved him.
What was this gesture for today? Was it to ease his guilt after spending the whole night with another woman?
“Honey, did you see the message I sent before I went out? When did you wake up?”
For some reason, Luther felt a vague unease over Callista’s recent demeanor.
“No, I just woke up,” Callista replied as she picked up her fork. She wouldn’t let herself go hungry because of him.
When he saw her calm expression that seemed to have no trace of anger, Luther finally relaxed. “I’ll take care of some work first. When you’re done eating, I’ll join you for a walk.”
Callista continued eating while opening her phone.
Wren had just posted a new update.
“He spoils me so much. I casually mentioned wanting honey garlic prawns, and he immediately went out to get them for me.”
Attached to the post was a photo of a bag of the honey garlic prawns—the same ones Callista was eating out of.
Meanwhile, Luther let out a soft laugh across the table. Seconds later, a new comment appeared under Wren’s post.
Luther replied, “It’s good that you’re self-aware.”
Not long after, Jane chimed in with her own comment.
