Chapter 98. Ethan’s Proposal

Right there, in the middle of the street, was a table for two. Downtown had been transformed into a beautiful, dazzling light show and there was a covered meal on both ends of the chair, with red wine.

The whole setting simply looked like a luxurious...date.

“We only agreed to have dinner together. This feels... different,” She grunted.

“It shouldn’t,” Ethan shrugged in pretence, “It’s just the two of us having dinner like I suggested. Nothing more,” He walked up to a chair and pulled it out, “Have a seat, Rhia,”

It was Hella awkward, “I can pull out my own seat,” she grumbled and gripped the edge of the seat with an irritated look, waiting for him to let go.

He pulled away, “Fine. I was just trying to be nice,”

She rolled her eyes, “I can see that,”

They both took their seats opposite one another. And Ethan reached out and undid the wine bottle, pouring each of them a glass.

Even before he uncovered the lid, she already knew the food