She is antsy to leave this room sooner, even they won't totally show on their faces, she could read that she is not welcome here... those measuring looks are annoying. And Lewey, his hand still intertwining hers, this guy really is good at pretending and looks enjoying this game instead.\
Her phone never ended from vibrating, and she knew who is it. She really needs to go now or else, everyone will question where she went to. Chelsca lightly grabs her hand to let Lewey understood and to remind him... instead, he only squeezes her hand against his huge palm as a response.
What's with this guy? Her patience is going to break off soon, but she doesn't want to worsen their impression of her, unless, this guy wanted it to happen?
Chelsca glance at Lewey, he just smiled at her, and she really wanted to glare at him but the only she could do is smile sweetly at him.
Everyone began ordering their food, the French Chef personally came to ask for their orders. Samuel's company having difficulties to read the French and Italian cuisines from the menus.
"Hey, can you order mine? I'll point it out then, you tell the chef," Lewey whispered to her ear.
Chelsca was tempted to kick off this guy, he really loves to put her in the obvious situation.
"Okay, sweetheart, this is my order..." Lewey smiled passionately, he then told her what he doesn't like to include like onions and other spices.
Hesitant, Chelsca forced to converse with the chef. All the people from that table watching her in amazement. Lewey did mention she is from Italy, so it will be possible that she knew French as well.
However, Lewey began regretting, because Chelsca and the chef talk lively, and he is jealous. The fact that he doesn't understand, looks like, he needs to learn to speak French and Italian.
"There, anything you want?" Chelsca asked Lewey sweetly, she notices that the smile on his face earlier now disappears. What is his another game? Acting a jealous boyfriend? She really tempted to roll her eyes and nag this guy.
"I am impressed! So great to have you, dear Chelsca. You really help as out! Thank you, by the way," Samuel praises at the same time, thanked her.
Chelsca nodded, "no problem, President Miller." she puts on a forced smile. Later on, she can't bear it anymore, and she took her phone from her purse.
"You know, your purse is cheap." Someone from Samuel Miller's company commented on her bag.
Chelsca just restrains herself not to push one brow upward. "I don't need to buy anything expensive actually," she maintains her smile.
"Because it will be my responsibility to buy her expensive clothes and a purse once we are married." Lewey joins the ladies' conversation.
Chelsca presses her lips then smile playfully, "I would be the luckiest wife in the whole world!" she leans to Lewey and planted a kiss on his right cheek.