Burning Passion: Love Never Die

But she didn’t want to complain, because she had seen Jared’s and

Dixon’s rooms too. Compared to their rooms, hers was much better. The conditions were indeed terrible. The room was simple with only a wooden bed, a rickety table, a chair, a broken desk and an old wardrobe.

Everything was seen at a glance.

The only thing to comfort Debbie was that there was a new and clean set of bedding. She counted herself lucky for that.

It was getting darker outside. After dropping off their own Luggage at their different rooms, the group gathered at the village head’s house and had dinner together.

The village head had prepared enough food for the guests. On the long table, various dishes were served, everything from fresh farm ingredients. There was rabbit meat, turkey, pork and fish. ALL generously provided by farmers across the village. Although the dishes didn’t look all that decorated, the aroma aroused Debbie’s appetite.

After a moment of hesitation, Gregory finally picked his chopsticks and took a bite. But the other girls sat still, sipping at their cups of hot tea, to get some warmth. Gus and Jared, both born into aristocracy, kept killing time by playing games on their phones, without even lifting their chopsticks. Debbie couldn’t help but nudge Jared, and persuaded in a hushed voice, “Jared, eat something. Show some respect to the villagers!”

the meals. ‘The villagers would find it insulting,

phone aside and grabbed his chopsticks to pick

by his aloofness, Debbie rolled her eyes,

leader, Dixon, realized it was incumbent on him

have similar thoughts. So when all the villagers went outside, he rose up to

for you guys, but for them, these are the best. Probably, they will only have the chance to enjoy such a big meal once a year,

him and began eating the food, except

Debbie rolled her eyes. But she came up

do we have anything to charge our phones tonight?”

that would

instantly understood what Debbie meant to

his