His Unveiled Passion

Chapter 443

Stephen noticed Marissa staring at him, but his expression remained calm and steady.

"Tessa loves eating salmon, but she often gets tiny bones stuck in her throat. So I always remove them for her," he said flatly.

Marissa fell silent at that.

Seriously? Who even asked? She was pretty sure she hadn't asked him anything this time.

Tessa tugged awkwardly at the corner of her mouth, visibly uncomfortable. She really hadn't meant to show off in front of Marissa. But anyone with half a brain could tell that Stephen was doing it on purpose.

Marissa picked up the tab for this meal. Was she going to hold it against Tessa afterward?

Tessa couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. Her conscience was too strong for this situation. During the course of the entire meal, she felt like she was sitting on pins and needles.

But what could she do? She still saw Marissa as a friend.

After lunch, Stephen drove Tessa back to her law firm. Marissa left on her own.

When they arrived downstairs at the firm, Stephen leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on Tessa's forehead.

up with you. There's still work I need to take care of at the office." Tessa looked at him

"Do what?"

front of Marissa. Peeling shrimp,

a small smile. "I wouldn't call it showing off. Even if she wasn't there, I would've done

the restaurant, when Marissa had commented, "Who knew you'd be the type to peel shrimp for someone", Tessa had remembered. Stephen had always done that for her back

was the one who peeled them for her. Picking out the fish

something, but

admit... I did want her to see it. I wanted her to know that my heart and

remembered what Marissa

you know next Saturday is Marissa's birthday?" Stephen's

never once attended, nor had De ever bothered to remember the date. So his answer wasn't

left Tessa at a

her hesitate, Stephen

the tips of her shoes. "She invited me to her birthday

you want to go? If you don't, you

don't mind going. It's just..."

"Just what?" he asked.

asked me to bring you with

an eyebrow. "And what do you think