Diana stuffed a piece of beef into her mouth, but suddenly, she felt something was off.
Huh?
The words she had just uttered...
Seemed a bit misleading.
As she looked up, she indeed saw Ethan sporting an expression that was hard to put into words.
Meeting her gaze, he cleared his throat awkwardly.
"Ms. Thompson, is the meal to your liking?"
"It's quite good... but don't get any wrong ideas. When I said I was tired, it's because I've been practicing the piano lately, definitely not for any other reason..."
"Oh," Ethan replied dismissively.
Diana thought to herself, Why do I feel like I just dug myself into a hole?
Then, she heard Ethan placing something else on the table.
Upon inspection, it turned out to be a back support brace.
"Boss asked me to get this for you," Ethan explain
