Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 126 What Are You Doing Here Despite my mockery, Jeremiah's expression remained unchanged, which sent a chill down my spine.

"She passed out from anger when she got back, yet she still said she doesn't blame you." Jeremiah's gaze wandered, and it seemed like he truly believed Beata had a generous heart.

I nodded, but I didn't look at him.

"I see. Well, make sure to remind her to take care of her health. If that's all, I'll be on my way."

Saying that, I turned to the side, intending to walk past Jeremiah.

But Jeremiah blocked me again, his face showing nothing but determination. "I'd like to have dinner with you. The restaurant's already booked."

I raised an eyebrow at him and met his unwavering gaze. I immediately understood. It seemed that after Beata hit a dead end with me yesterday, the Cornell family had stepped up their pressure on Jeremiah.

Though I didn't want to have dinner with him, at that moment, I changed my mind. "Fine, let's go."

Soon, the car stopped in front of a Marosdian restaurant.

"The dishes here are really creative, and the flavors are amazing. Especially the desserts—they'll have you hooked," Jeremiah continued to praise the place as we sat down.

nodded, my attitude

I uploaded the photo to Instagram

I just waited for

looked up to meet Jeremiah's gaze. To my surprise, his eyes seemed unexpectedly filled with

was too unpleasant because he froze, cleared his

looked at him, puzzled. "Home?

"Our home."

only natural, almost as

waved my hand. "I

if the

much for you or if you have some kind of delusions, but there's no way we're going back

of anger in his eyes. The

might flip the table, he suddenly smiled. "I know

an eyebrow, signaling for him

to get my attention. Well, you've

a hint of sincerity in

a glimpse of a figure darting past