"But you did just that." Sophie Wilson looked at Charles Seymour amusingly, it was rare to see him in such an uncomfortable moment.
It's truly not easy, even he knows shyness.
"Next time you do something for me, if I don't know about it, you have to tell me," Sophie Wilson "demanded" assertively, "otherwise, if you're good to me and I don't know it, I won't be happy."
"If I did something and didn't tell you, would you also be unhappy?" Sophie Wilson asked.
Charles Seymour froze for a moment, then quickly nodded, "You have to tell me."
"Mmhmm, I will." Sophie Wilson said with a smile, "Alright, let's eat!"
Charles Seymour nodded, just picking up his chopsticks when a piece of rib was placed into his bowl. He looked up, meeting Sophie Wilson's smiling face.
