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Chapter 21: Messy night with him

"It's already late yet you didn't eat your dinner," said Lyndon. When he saw my sulking appearance, he flicked my nose and smiled. "Hop in. It's my treat."

The corner of my lips twitched. I didn't hesitate and immediately got into the passenger seat of his pick-up. He drove the car out of pier one. 

"There is a restaurant near Plaza Indepedencia. I heard they have good cuisine," he said after a few minutes.

 

"Is that resto still open? It's late," I said.

He didn't answer. I snorted and looked outside the window.

He suddenly asked. "Are you often like this?"

"Hmm?"

"This, eating late." He glanced at me before turning the wheel. He looked at the road ahead again. "Skipping meals is bad for the body."

"No. I always eat on time except tonight."

The car went silent after that. I didn't want to talk and he was silent during the whole drive. 

The streetlights were open and the establishments were

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