Whether she was his ex or not had nothing to do with me, but I still felt inexplicably uncomfortable.
It must have been because he didn't eat the bento I made for him.
If he had eaten it, how could he have shown up here with his ex-girlfriend?
Xavier glanced at me. He took off his coat with no expression. He tossed it over my head.
Without turning back, he said to the girl, "It's nothing. Go back first."
I was stunned by the hit. By the time I took the coat off my head, he had already walked far away.
Wilson apologized, "Mila, did I make him uncomfortable?"
I let out an awkward laugh. I said, "Well... Actually, it's not really your fault. How about we just call it a day? We can talk another time."
For me, the game was already over. I didn't intend to interact with him any further.
After saying that, I turned to leave. He grabbed my hand and said, "I just heard the waiter say it's raining outside. I'll take you home."
Only then did I notice the streaks of water on the nearby glass window.
The neon lights' brilliant colors filtered through the rainwater. They illuminated Wilson's face.
Perhaps it was because the red light reflected in his eyes. For a moment, I felt he looked a bit gloomy.