Chapter 124

Winter clothes were thick, but Valeria could clearly feel it. That subtle friction was like a current of electricity, spreading slowly through her nerves. She tensed. Lifting her head, she looked at Sebastian sitting across from her. The man's expression hadn't changed in the slightest. His brows and eyes were cold and distant. He took a sip of the sauce and even frowned slightly. His face was as still as a lake, without the slightest ripple. No one would have guessed what he was doing under the table, so brazenly restless. Valeria shifted her chair, trying to move back a little. But the little shop was cramped. She managed to move just a bit before bumping into the customer eating behind her. In the end, Valeria had no choice but to give up. Under the table, the man's foot remained unruly. His black leather shoe brushed against her leg every now and then, faintly, almost imperceptibly. Valeria frowned. Rory looked at her and said, "You were probably scared by what happened to