Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress

Chapter 1671: Does friendship need a deeper backstory?

The casual chats, the slight clang of cutlery against the plates and bowls rang in the small barbecue restaurant an hour away from the Skyline Plaza. Steam rose from the bowls on the tables, along with some of the smoke from the grill where customers cooked their own meat.freewebnovel.com

Kiara, the reluctant cook, snipped the meat she was grilling. She glanced at the man across from her, making her hiss bitterly.

Hugo was eating all the meat without leaving her any to eat.

"I'm hungry too, you know?" she complained when she couldn't take it anymore.

Hugo paused, his mouth open with a piece of meat hovering just inches from her. He blinked, seeing her slightly flustered cheek due to anger.

"Then, why don't you eat?"

"..." Kiara opened her mouth, only to close it again.

At this rate, she didn't know which one to get angry at more: his stupid response or the fact that it took her this long to tell him that.

"This meat is for me," she pointed at the grill, her voice stern. "It's mine, alright? Wait for yours."

Hugo shrugged and took a bite, watching her huff and focus on grilling the meat. He gulped after several seconds, watching her set the cooked meat aside next to her.

"That's-"

"Mine," she stressed, giving him a deathly glare. "This one is yours."

piece of meat and placed it on the grill. As it sizzled, she placed the tongs down and looked at her small bowl of meat. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she felt

she whispered, taking a piece and not hesitating to eat it. Her shoulders

she chewed, she noticed him just staring. Her brows rose, and she placed a hand over

already have a lot," she said. "And I'm hungry too. Don't

Hugo cupped his face, his expression grim. The way she ate made it seem like she was eating something divine. "Hey, did you cook your meat

"Hmm?"

a taste of an A-grade steak." His

Kiara almost hugged her bowl. "Yours is almost done! Better yet, while waiting, flip it

Hugo sighed and reluctantly reached for the tongs, flipping the meat carefully. As he did so, he tilted his head at

dwell on it and enjoyed her food just as much. But with Hugo staring at his food, even when she could smell

last piece of meat

from him and quickly turned the meat. Her face soured upon seeing the blackened side of

meat.

him the blackened side. "You just don't stare at

an empty plate as she added,

same time, he stabbed the

of meat with his fork and taking a bite, regardless of the

"It's burnt, Hugo."

He rocked his head, taking another bite as if it didn't have a trace of bitterness. "So, what?

"..."

All she could do was stare

drinking a glass of water. "Doesn't

he asked when