Aria’s frank gaze danced in the warm, golden light. Owen crooked his index finger and gently tapped her forehead. “Stop overthinking,” he said.
“Okay,” Aria replied softly, rubbing her forehead and smiling. Being with Owen made her feel completely at ease. All she had to do was sit back, enjoy the food, and let him take care of everything.
‘Couldn’t be more comfortable,‘ Aria thought contentedly.
Rhett had assumed Aria had hired a cook, but when he arrived at Owen’s place, he was stunned to discover that the person doing the cooking was the renowned attorney Owen himself.
At that moment, Rhett’s inner voice screamed, ‘Who the hell am I to deserve a meal cooked by Owen himself?
Five minutes later, Rhett let out a contented sigh. ‘Damn, this is so good.‘
Rhett grinned, eyeing Aria enviously. ‘Lucky her. Eating like this every day.’
Noticing Rhett’s tender gaze, Owen frowned and gave him a light kick under the table.
Rhett flinched, his gaze sharpening. ‘Who just kicked me?‘ he wondered.-
Rhett glanced around and saw Owen elegantly serving Aria some soup. Then his gaze shifted to her face.
Aria happened to glance at him, her gaze unreadable.
Rhett confirmed it now. ‘It had to be Aria who kicked me. She must’ve noticed how much I was eyeing Owen’s cooking. Is she jealous?‘ he wondered.
‘Why is Rhett looking at me?‘ Aria wondered, feeling a bit strange. ‘And why does he look so clueless?‘
All of a sudden, Aria found herself regretting hiring Rhett as a tutor.
Owen set the bowl of soup in front of Aria with a soft clink. She turned her head, meeting his deep eyes.
His gaze seemed to accuse, “Why were you staring at Rhett?”
Aria arched an eyebrow as if to say, “Don’t tell me you’re getting jealous again.”
Owen nodded slightly, a hint of a smile tugging at his lips as if replying, “Yeah.”
It wasn’t real, but Rhett had once pursued her.
Aria looked at Owen reassuringly, sipped her soup, and felt her phone buzz. She picked it up, quickly replied to a message, and slipped it back into her pocket.
Seeing this, Owen slipped his hand under the table, trying to intertwine his fingers with Aria’s left hand.
Today, Rhett was wearing a shirt that felt a bit tight around his right shoulder. He set down his fork, reached under the table, anc his left hand.
As Rhett was pulling his hand back, something suddenly brushed against it. The next instant, a hand hooked around his pinky finger.
In that instant, Rhett’s mind flashed back to the ghost story his roommate had told him just days before.
“Bang!” Rhett shot to his feet, face pale with terror. “Something’s under the table. It’s grabbing my hand!”
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Owen had already pulled his hand back the moment Rhett began freaking out. Realizing he’d grabbed the wrong hand, a flicker of embarrassment. crossed his face, but he quickly regained his composure.
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Owen nonchalantly wiped his hands with a tissure, gave Rhett a sidelong glance, and said. “A ghost? In Broad daylient?”
“There is! Really.” Rhett insisted.
Then, he mustered up his courage and peeked under the table, only to see nothing but everyone’s legs.
Lily teased, “Mr. Sutton, you’re such a chicken.”
Pearl nodded in agreement. “So Mr. Sutton is scared of ghosts.”
Patting his chest to calm himself, Rhett pulled his chair back and sat down. I guess I just imagined it,” he muttered, trying to play it cool.
‘Only Aria beside me and Owen across the table could’ve reached my hand, Rhett thought, but I distinctly remember Aria testing and Green fading sola when adjusted my clothes… I can’t even think about it anymore. It is just way too creepy. F’ll never come to Owen’s place again!
Aria looked at Rhett, who seemed utterly defeated, then turned and met Owen’s eyes.
‘Unless I was seeing things,‘ Aria thought, ‘Owen just slipped his hand under the table. So he is the ghost…”
Aria lowered her head, pressing her lips together to suppress the smile tugging at them. The more she thought about it, the harder it became to contain her laughter. In the end, she failed to hold it back. Soft chuckles bubbled up from her throat in uncontrollable bursts.
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