Chapter 22

George switched gazes between the waitress and Jane. he didn't want to speak so the waitress who placed their meals on the table would not hear what he wanted to say.

After she left, he cleared his throat and adjusted his napkin. Jane also prepared herself to taste the paradise meal.

"I'm glad you know I don't like you. I'm being forced to be with you and it's obvious you don't like me too so that keeps us on the same page." George didn't look at her face while he spoke he just concentrated on his food.

"It's not my fault that you hate me and I'm not forcing you to like me. I'm glad you also know that I don't like you too." Jane replied.

Such hateful words made both Elsa and Elvis loose the little hope they had.

"It is kind of your fault if you think about it. When I waited for you, I never saw you. Larry was sad. I thought I wasn't going to get a mate for my self so I found Jessica for myself and I loved her. Then what did I get next? Boom out of the blues, dad was like... Hey George