107 Chapter 16 (2/2)

She sat so rigidly, arms square within the circular scope of her personal s.p.a.ce, not wanting to touch anything.

”Here you go, two plates of mix rice special.” The cook handed their dish and didn't bother them anymore as there was another group of new customers to feed.

Evangeline didn't know what was special about the rice, which was served in front of her. It was an ordinary dish of rice, seasoned with spices, vegetables, and meat cubes. It's not even hot!

She shot Eric a dark look while he reciprocated it with an innocent smile.

”Go on. Try it. It's delicious. I promise.” He urged.

”In case you haven't noticed, there's no spoon and fork. How do you expect me to eat?”

Eric blinked before the innocent smile on his face stretched to a full-blown grin.

”Oh, right. Forgot to tell you, there's a special way of eating at this place. But first, wipe your hands with a towel,” he said, handing her a wet towel.

Evangeline didn't accept the towel. Instead, she s.n.a.t.c.hed her disinfectant wipes and grumpily cleaned her hands with it. Who knew if the cloth was even washed?!

Eric didn't take offense and softly laughed. He rolled his sleeve to his elbow when Evangeline peered at him, asking with her haughty eyes the next step.

”Well, at this place, this is how you eat food. Watch closely.” He clumped his four fingers together and scooped a decent amount of rice, explaining along the way. ”You scoop the rice with your four fingers, and using your thumb, you push the rice into your mouth. Like this.”

Eric shot the food into his mouth, munching a little and gulped before he glanced at Evangeline, expectation in his eyes. She remained stationary throughout the process, dumbfoundedly looking at him like he had done something outrageous.

Bubble of laughters threatened to escape Eric's throat. He fought it and asked, innocent in his tone, ”Did you get it?”

Evangeline didn't know how to respond. Her eyes were wide as they could stretch, jaw slacking, raw expressions flashing on her face. Even her arrogance gave up on her as she lowered her head in defeat, glancing left and right.

”Eric . . . it's alright if there is no spoon or fork. How about a knife? A chopstick? A tablespoon is also fine.”

Eric could no longer hold his laughter. He burst out laughing while Evangeline smacked his arm.

”I'm serious. How do you expect me to . . . to . . .”

She couldn't put her feelings into words. Horror painted her face as she stared at the food. Without warning, as if possessed, she grabbed the disinfectant spray inside her box bag and sprayed it onto her food.

Luckily, Eric stopped her in time. He grabbed the disinfectant spray from the absent-minded woman and casually hid it inside his pocket. To be on the safe side, he s.n.a.t.c.hed the wipes from her and hid it from view.

”Eve . . . try it. It's a new experience, and it makes you connect with food, making the whole experience enjoyable. Not to mention the meal taste good if you're using your warm hand than the cold spoon.”

”. . .”

Evangeline didn't reply. She was murdering the food with her eyes. This was not her idea of a romantic dinner with him! It was a mistake to make him owe her dinner!

Never again!

She slowly, ever so slowly, peered at him, who was ignoring her. He was enjoying munching his food with his fingers. From his fluid actions, she could tell he was very familiar with the custom of eating without using utensils.

She closed her eyes tight, lips curved downwards when her shaking fingers pinched the mixed rice.