chapter 95/96- lunch date

Lawrence's POV

"Did you really have to go that far just to leave the house?" I asked as we waited in the VIP room of one of the chain restaurants I owned.

"Hmm," she scoffed and folded her hands, "I told you but you wouldn't listen in the first place," she said stubbornly as her stomach growled.

After her sudden outburst, her best friend had had enough and asked her to leave saying she was welcome anytime.

But even a child could feel and hear the sarcasm in her tone.

The family was oddly at peace despite their recent loss and they seemed to be recovering too fast which had gotten on Stella's nerves.

I glanced at her again as she kept the stubborn look on, but the slight furrow of her eyebrows had me concerned, however, she told me all was well all times I asked her what was wrong or whether she had recovered her memories.

It was an hassle I wanted to have dealt with immediately, although her hungry stomach came first.

"Here is your food," the waitress entered with the manager of