Blanca Roach thought this would happen, but never thought the scene would be so awkward.
Inside the restaurant booth, she sat across from Paddy, while beside him was Matthew Grant, and her hand was held tightly by him, asserting ownership at all times.
In contrast, Paddy’s clenched hand was empty, and that was the difference between them.
Matthew Grant wouldn’t let Blanca Roach out of the house until this morning, so they came together as a last resort.
Matthew Grant’s arrival froze the atmosphere, and the waiters who served the food didn’t dare to stay in the booth, so they quickly withdrew.
This is an internet famous restaurant, it is not easy to get a private room here, I think Paddy booked it before calling Blanca Roach.
“President Paddy went to a lot of trouble to treat my wife to a meal.”
Matthew Grant spoke in a grim way. Paddy ignored him and simply pretended that there was no such person as him, and gave Blanca Roach a sweet and sour pork chop with public chopsticks.
“Blanca, try this.”
Paddy remembered that Blanca Roach used to like to eat this.
But looking at the sweet and sour pork in front of her, for some reason, Blanca Roach’s stomach started to flip again.
She didn’t want to eat it, but under Paddy’s expectant gaze, Blanca Roach picked it up and put it in her mouth to endure the greasy taste.
But as soon as she put it in her mouth, she couldn’t take it anymore and immediately got up from her seat and opened the door.
Paddy was about to go after her, but Matthew Grant opened the door before him and chased her out.
He followed behind like an extra person.
“Why are you throwing up again?” Matthew Grant handed over a water bottle.
Probably not used to eating outside, Blanca Roach took a sip of water to suppress the nausea.
“Blanca are you okay?”
Paddy rushed in and looked at Blanca Roach nervously.
He had always thought that Blanca Roach would throw up whenever she ate, and he couldn’t stop the look of worry in his eyes.
Matthew Grant gave Paddy a disgruntled sweep, took Blanca by the waist and left the bathroom.
As he brushed past, he said something Paddy didn’t quite understand.
“If you really care about Blanca, don’t invite her to dinner.”
Paddy simply thought Matthew Grant was trying to interfere with his dealings with Blanca Roach.
At this point he was again left far behind, and the trio was shown in full force.
After returning to the box, the situation was obviously more tense than earlier, Blanca Roach did not move the chopsticks, and the two men also sat dry with ugly faces.
Matthew Grant came here today to make trouble, and just now Blanca Roach discomfort made him even more upset.
“Blanca never has a reaction to pregnancy when she eats at home, she’s only thrown up twice, this time and the last time she ate with you.”
“Is that so?” Paddy disbelieved, his eyes turned to Blanca Roach inquiringly and blushed guiltily when he received an affirmative nod from Blanca Roach.
Blanca Roach immediately spoke up, “Maybe it’s just that you’re not used to eating outside.”
“I don’t think so, it has something to do with the people who eat.”
Matthew Grant paused and then continued, “To tell you the truth, I also now have a feeling of revulsion, you are really …”
Sickening.
These four words Matthew Grant did not say, but in the minds of all three people appeared these four big words.
Blanca Roach kicked Matthew Grant under the table and warned him to behave himself.
A meal was made to look like a battlefield.
Originally, Paddy and Matthew Grant were not giving up on each other.
But it caused Blanca to feel uncomfortable and made Paddy feel guilty.
“Next time you come to my house, I’ll cook for you, and surely it won’t happen again.”
Paddy’s invitation made Matthew Grant frown; he was repeatedly provoking his bottom line.