Linsay smiled and said jokingly, "Esther, are you serious? You've been married for so long, yet you don't know Terence's eating habit?"
"He's mysterious about his personal preference. Few people could know that." Esther picked up a steamed pork rib for Terence. "Here, it's good for your health. Help yourself."
"Thank you," Terence said.
Linsay glanced at them and smiled. "Esther, you're special to him."
"Well, I don't think so." Esther kept on complaining about Terence.
"You are funny."
After dinner, Esther said goodbye to Linsay and went to the inn with Terence.
Esther felt a little drunk because she had drunk some rice wine, which was the specialty of the restaurant. She patted her burning cheeks and mumbled, "No, I can't get drunk. I have an appointment with Mr. Russell tomorrow."
Terence looked at her. In the light of the streetlamp, her little face flushed with delight. She hadn't recognized Linsay's intentions.
He said, "Stay away from Ms. Woodson."