Chapter 217
Looking at Alexander's calm demeanor, Lila finally realized she had misunderstood him.
"Where are you taking me?"
"To treat you to dinner."
Treat her to dinner? Lila was a bit taken aback.
"I don't think I've done anything that deserves my boss treating me to dinner, have I?"
"Well, as your husband, I'm treating you to dinner."
"That's quite an honor."
Alexander glanced at her. "The lighter you gave me works great. To show my thanks, I'm treating you to dinner."
The lighter? That was ages ago, wasn't it? Lila thought he was incredibly good at finding excuses.
Still, thinking back to that first day when they got their marriage certificate, she felt like everything that had happened in the living room at Island Mansion was only yesterday. Nearly half a month had passed, and she was quite pleased that they had managed to get along so well now.
Fifteen minutes later, the car stopped outside a restaurant.
As Lila unbuckled her seatbelt, Alexander was already [9] out and walking around to the passenger side, opening the door for her. She turned her head to look at Alexander standing outside—tall, long-legged, with perfect posture—and felt a moment of surprise, even a little instinctive sense of pride rising within her.
Lila got out of the car andquietly murmured, "Thank you."
Alexander closed the car door and naturally took her hand. Lila's heart immediately skipped a beat. Come on, since when did they have the kind of relationship where they could just casually hold hands?
While she was still reeling, Alexander's strong fingers spread hers apart and intertwined them. Lila became even more confused, and her heart started beating inexplicably faster.
Alexander looked down at her anxious expression, his eyes showing a flicker of pleasure, and even the corners of his mouth curved into an attractive smile. He led her into the restaurant like that.
Only after entering did Lila realize this wasn't an ordinary restaurant. The interior was elegantly decorated and the atmosphere was very quiet. A server saw Alexander and politely approached.
"Mr. Sinclair, your reserved private room is this way."
Hearing this, she realized Alexander had made a reservation to treat her to dinner? Lila felt somewhat at a loss. His behavior was so unusual—could he be hiding something ominous waiting for her? She followed Alexander into the private room in a daze.
Alexander pulled out a chair for her,
She followed Alexander into the private room in a daze.
Alexander pulled out a chair for her, helping her to sit, then picked up the menu and handed it to her. "Darling, want to order?"
"Okay." Lila took the menu while feeling suspicious.
The server was still standing nearby, and he had called her "darling"? The server had just called him Mr. Sinclair, clearly recognizing him. Why did it feel like more and more people were learning about their relationship? Their secret marriage status had probably already become a semi-public marriage by now, hadn't it?
Lila stared at the menu, only to find the prices exorbitant. On the first page, even the cheapest item started at three digits, and as she flipped further, some dishes broke into four digits. She had never eaten such expensive food and had no idea which dishes would be worth ordering.
Lila sneakily glanced at Alexander, seeing that he had already sat down across from her, and pushed the menu toward him. "I've never eaten at this restaurant before and don't know what's good. You order."
"Alright, I'll order. Does my darling have any food restrictions?"
"No."
Could you please not emphasize the word "darling" in every sentence? He hadn't been so fond of calling her that before!
Alexander'sslender fingers leisurely flipped through the menu, his thin lips reading out dish names one by one. The soft light from the chandelier above fell on him, making the already handsome Alexander look like a medieval prince—elegant and noble. For a moment, Lila was mesmerized while watching him.