Facade of Love

201 Feeling Pecki

Chapter 301 Feeling Peckish

I blinked, then looked away and nodded, “Yeah, thanks. Tell Grandma I said thanks.”

“You can tell her yourself,” Idris said, his voice cool as he set out the food on the tray table like he was arranging chess pieces.

I could not quite read him. Before I left for Lake City, he had seemed on board with getting the divorce papers and clearing the air with the family. I figured he would be the last person wanting to see me again.

Here he was, and I did not know what to make of it.

“Stop staring and eat,” he said, his face giving nothing away.

I shook off my daze and started eating the food he brought, almost mechanically. Maybe it was the hunger, but I did not realize how empty I felt until I started on the simple, soothing meal he had brought.

I kept my head down, focusing on my meal, while the guy next to me just sat there watching me in silence. It was kind of weird, though not in a creepy way.

Eventually, when I was mostly full, I glanced up at him and said, “Thanks for this.”

He gave me a small nod, his face relaxed. “Grandma’s planning a getaway to Tully City resort next week. She wants everyone to come.”

I blinked, a bit lost. “Oh, okay.”

bit. “She wants you there

off guard. “I’ve still got… stuff to do,” I trailed off, not finishing my thought..

“If you’re looking to thank her, just come

second for it to click. He was talking about hanging out with Madam Young at the resort for a few days. Emily had mentioned it before, and it seemed

Just tell

hummed a yes and

the guy, did not look like he was leaving anytime soon. I shot him a side glance, trying to

to me. I froze, feeling kind of guilty for some reason. However, he was just like, “Need

I said

me some water, and then sat

hour later, I was lying in bed, stuffed and hydrated, and he was still there. I hesitated,

winding down, I

hummed a one–word answer and then shut

wanted to tell him to get going, but I was tongue–tied. I just could not

eyebrow seeing Idris there–probably because he had played the hero for me back in Lorrell. Her usual frosty look had thawed a bit. She gave him a nod before turning to me with a smile, “Bet you’re starving. I whipped

out all the goodies I normally could not resist. I patted. my already stuffed belly, fighting back the urge to groan. Why did I gobble up Idris’s snacks so fast?

another bite was out

feast but not making a move. Her brows knitted

I looked up

picture of innocence. “Mom, I’m stuffed.” My eyes flicked to the ravaged remains