Chapter 791

I'd dug my own grave, hadn't I?

I swallowed my food, took a sip of water, and kept my head down while eating.

Luke pushed the mild seafood soup toward me. "This is less spicy."

Stubborn as I was, I ignored him.

Luke called the server over, trying to order milder versions of the fish and pork.

"Don't bother, I love extra spicy food."

Even though I needed water after every bite, I was determined to finish what I'd ordered.

Seeing my stubbornness, Luke apologized to the server and let her go.

"Jen..."

"Don't talk while eating."

By now, my soul had practically left my body from the spice. I wasn't in the mood for conversation.

My throat felt like it was on fire as I gulped down more water.

Luke quietly refilled my empty glass. He'd barely touched his seafood soup, his elegant movements making me feel even more ungraceful.

I was suffering from my own spite!

I wanted to throw down my chopsticks and leave.

No, stay calm!

I tried to maintain my composure, fighting the urge to d