He patted her head. "Little girl, you have a long way to go."
Noticing my gaze, he looked over, and upon seeing me, he froze and withdrew his hand awkwardly.
Lucille, following his gaze, saw me.
She walked over quickly and apologized, "Are you Mrs. Clarke? I'm so sorry for interrupting your date. I'm so clumsy. Please don't blame Mr. Clarke. He's just too kind-hearted."
She glanced up at Jaidyn.
Her eyes were filled with tacit understanding and a smile.
Jaidyn looked at me with some unease and explained, "It is about work. Lucille is someone I trained. If something went wrong, I'm the one responsible."
I didn't want to embarrass him in front of others.
Holding back my displeasure, I responded softly, "I understand. It's just that you left without eating anything, so I…"
At almost the same time, Lucille peeked at the cake in my hand curiously.
She was so close that a faint and elegant fragrance wafted towards me.
It took me a while to realize that this scent was identical to the perfume Jaidyn had given me.
It felt like my heart was sinking further.
It seemed as if there was no bottom to this abyss of despair.
"It's from the shop in the east city. The texture is very soft and sweet."
Lucille's eyes lit up with excitement.
The girl's eyes were watering with desire. Jaidyn seemed to find her reaction adorable.
He said teasingly, "Look at you. Go ahead and have some."
"What? Is that okay?" Lucille asked, her eyes flickering with a hint of provocation as she looked at me.
