Jane's lips curled into a subtle smile and she could practically see the shade of doubt disappearing from both Charle's and her father's faces. Mr. Devold poured himself another glass of wine and resumed talking.
"This means that Jane will be spending a rather lonely summer. How about traveling then? I'm sure you can find someone to travel with this summer."
He raised his eyebrows at his daughter who was busy mixing her salad for the tenth time already. When she finally realized that her father asked her a question, Jane let out a somewhat exhausted sigh and offered him another subtle smile.
"M-Maybe. I will have t-to think about it."
"You do that, Jane. I do not want you to spend the entire summer locked up in the house."
Jane loved Charles, but sometimes, recently, more often than not, his rather thoughtless remarks had begun to irritate her.