"Darling."
The intimate address coupled with the affectionate voice. Everything was just right. But Zayla thought it extremely grating!
"What's up?" She had a calm face, not letting Simon notice anything strange.
"I'm sorry about that day."
He bowed his head to her.
Zayla turned to look at him, seeing his apologetic expression.
She knew his apology was sincere.
But the apologies he owed her were too much.
What's more, his father still owed her a life!
"I accept your apology."
"Can you let go of your hand?"
Zayla's delicate eyebrows frowned, and immediately get off him.
Simon hurriedly let go of his hand, looking so cautious.
Zayla's stomach growled just in time.
"Hungry? What do you want to eat? I'll go buy it."
"The best muffin in San Diego. Does Mr. Russo know which one it is?"
Simon was dumb.