Jason also noticed his actions. He looked at my expression and nudged Alex, teasing, "Don't favor one over the other. Peel some shrimp for your girlfriend too."
Alex seemed to realize it for the first time, looked at the empty plate on the table, and said, "Order another plate."
"No." I took a sip of my drink and said calmly, "I don't like shrimp."
"How about fish then?"
"I don't like it."
Alex looked at the table, his eyebrows slightly wrinkled. "What about chicken?"
"I don't like it either."
He looked surprised, seemingly not expecting me to say this without hesitation.
Meeting his gaze, I took a napkin calmly, wiped my mouth, and added, "I don't like anything you said."
"Isabella, are you angry?" Vivian said cautiously, "Why don't you eat this plate of shrimp? Please don't be angry with Alex."
Her timid look made me look like the bad guy.
"How could I be angry? Please enjoy your meal. I just remembered I have some unfinished work, so I'll take my leave."
With a calm smile, I picked up my bag, ready to leave.
"Come on, are you still upset about Alex setting off fireworks for Vivi?"
Jason mentioned deliberately, his gaze filled with provocation.