Ryker's POV
"I know you don't eat those, but they are delicious."
I glanced at Claire, who then also glanced at the manager. "Ahm, I'm sorry. It's not because I don't want to eat; it's just that I don't eat anything in the morning except milk or coffee." Claire said.
I frowned. "When have you not eaten?"
"Since today," Claire said, then glanced at the manager. "I'm sorry, but I want coffee at the hut now."
The manager nodded, and Claire stood up and left us. I took a deep breath.
"Hmmm, I don't want to ask what happened between you two, but I think you need to court your wife," said the manager. I turned to the door. "Eat, Ryker. Dried fish is delicious with fried rice and coffee."
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Claire's POV
"I'm fine..."
I sat in the chair and put the coffee cup on the table while I talked
