Angela handed her teacup to the man across from her. “Could you pour me another cup of tea?”

Richard lifted the old teapot and poured her another cup of tea.

Angela held the teacup in both hands to warm her hands before tasting the tea in small mouthfuls.

Richard’s lips curved into a barely perceptible smile as he stared at her with great interest.

Angela was drinking her tea when she looked up and saw the smiling eyes of the man across from her. Feeling embarrassed for a few seconds, she quickly put down her teacup and started to survey the place.

The restaurant could be described as simple and crude, but it had quite an old time feel to it. When the dishes were

fresh and tasty food in ages. She picked up a piece of garlic bread and started to gorge herself without her

sight of her eating amusing. He wasn’t that hungry, but

up. All she had eaten was a chicken stir-fry, a green salad, and a bowl of mushroom soup that went very

stood up and left to pay the

was pitch-dark all around. As there weren’t any streetlamps here, many went around with the aid of

evening when they came. At this moment, however, the

cell phone to illuminate their way back, taking her hand naturally in his. She tried to pull her hand out of

okay? I can

smooth. It’s safer to let

necessary. My

alley nearby. Frightened, she hurriedly hid on the other side of the man and

chained up or kept inside their homes; they could run out and bark at people anytime. When heard what she thought

out his arm and took her

was hiding in the embrace of the broad-chested

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