The Chosen Wife Of The Billionaire
I stammered, realizing he was right—the food here would smell terrible if I ate inside.
As we were about to leave, nalanghap ko ang nakakatakam na amoy ng pagkain.
My stomach growled audibly, prompting his gaze to shift downwards, as if he could see through my clothes and reveal my discomfort.
"S-sorry, sir," I murmured.
My embarrassment deepened as my stomach grumbled again, nakatingin ako sa mga pagkaing nasa hapag.
"Just eat if you're hungry," he said simply, his voice surprisingly gentle as he helped me sit up.
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