Jackson’s patience had reached its peak. He stared at her gloomily. “Do you have to do this to me? What the hell are we? Won’t you...” Be with me?
He kept the final part of his sentence to himself, because he couldn’t control the tremors in his voice.
Tiffany hung her head. “It’s not that... Aren’t we going to eat? Let’s grab a bite. I’m hungry.”
Jackson didn’t answer. He strode quickly to the car, obviously enraged. Tiffany heaved a sigh and quickly followed him. She was waiting for him to speak but did not receive those words.
They arrived at the steakhouse. Jackson automatically ordered her favorite medium-rare steak, as he knew her preferences. In the past, he’d always order for her whenever they went out for a meal. She wanted to tell him that she couldn’t take rare meat, but she didn’t, so she added onto the order, asking for a bowl of pasta.
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