Six Brothers Plea for Forgiveness

Chapter 193

Nathan was surprised Alice was actually going through with the lawsuit, Alice found it amusing.“People should pay for their mistakes. I didn’t force Chloe to steal my stuff.”

Nathan offered a wry smile.“Even if you sue, you won’t find a good lawyer now. Why humiliate yourself?”

Jack’s voice was icy. “We’ll see in court.” He’d hired the best, a sure win.

Then, taking Alice’s hand, he said, “I’m hungry. You still

Alice didn’t object and walked away with him. Nathan didn’t follow.

“When did I owe you a meal?” she asked Jack.

“The car accident,” he said.

Owe me а meal.”

Alice remembered. Jack had almost been hurt because of her, and she’d promised to treat him to dinner once he recovered.

“Oh, right,” she admitted.

“Glad you have a conscience.”

“What do you want to eat?”

Jack’s gaze locked on hers.“Anything you’re willing to agree to?” His gaze felt different. Or maybe she was imagining it; the man was a master of concealment.

Alice shrugged.“I’m broke right now. Nothing too expensive.”

“What do you usually like?”

“I heard a new private kitchen opened near campus. Supposedly good. Want to go?”

Jack nodded regally.“Private room.”

Demandng, but the man liked quiet and was a bit of a neat freak.

Alice booked a private room, and they walked there, side–by–side but a comfortable arm’s length

apart.

checked her navigation and realized they were off course.

up beside her.“Lost,

is

reading it. Give it here.” He took her phone, glanced around, then closed the navigation app.“Follow me.”

GPS? You remember

is easy. Just

lower back.“Don’t give me nicknames.” Little turtle, lost

breath, his eyes

“What? Ticklish?”

a man’s waist.”

hand.“Any more of that, and you’ll be

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her head. “I wasn’t touching, just poking.” Her voice trailed

composure was gone. Alice followed, rounding a corner

greeted them.“We’re busy tonight, I apologize

owner then offered it to Alice. “Your boyfriend

the owner left. She looked at him.“What do you want?” “Whatever you’re

dishes, including some specialties. Silence fell

meeting his eyes. They held each other’s gaze, neither speaking, until he rotated the table to adjust her chopsticks and bowl. His knuckles

you looking at?”

front of her. Alice tilted her head.“You’re

eyes. “Is that

good–looking,” she said.

“My type?”

She fumbled to pick them up, feeling flustered. Had

for her, warming them again. She didn’t answer his question, and he didn’t press it, as if he’d never said anything. Jack watched her play with her phone. He admitted to himself he’d been deliberately

he was about to speak, the server arrived

suddenly ravenous, attacked the food. Jack watched her eat, saying

in comfortable silence.

she relaxed, her mood greatly improved. She noticed Jack had already finished. He was looking at her, his gaze calm and

a little self–conscious.“Why are you looking at me?” She wiped

on the

“Much better.”

your question about

Jack, her gaze hopeful but also