Chapter 342: Spill The Tea! pt. 5

His finger traced my exposed nape to my left shoulder, leaving goosebumps in its wake. With that, my annoyance from earlier dissipated and I gradually calmed down, but I did swat his hand off me.

He is being touchy again...

Meanwhile, I heard Ross berating Sera on the other side.

"Unbelievable. You never fail to create enemies wherever you go, don't you?" 

Sera just huffed haughtily and proceeded to ignore him.

I wonder if D'Angelo women are naturally hotheaded? For some reason, I could picture my mother being wooed by my father after they argued.

"You know what? Let's just eat! You two just need to eat," Kenneth suggested.

"I agree. Hunger can make anyone irritable. Are you two hungry? We should go and prepare a feast," Amri seconded.

"Fine. What do you want to eat? I will ask them to prepare," I asked Sera like we didn't just yell at each other's faces.

Sera squinted her eyes.

"... Adobo. Pork adobo."