Chapter 122

I forced an awkward smile. The truth was, I didn't actually like pork schnitzel. I only ordered it the last time I had dinner with Lucas because Alex liked it. "Thank you." I felt guilty and avoided looking Alex in the eye. Throughout the meal, Lucas was incredibly attentive toward me. "Serena, try this. The chicken is delicious." With great enthusiasm, he placed a piece of chicken onto my plate. But before I could respond, Alex picked up a piece of fish. "She doesn't like chicken. She's a picky eater. Ever since she was a kid, she has always preferred fish." Lucas turned to look at Alex, who met his gaze without backing down. "I like both," I interjected, picking up my cutlery to break the standoff between them. The tension in the air was too thick. I was genuinely afraid it would escalate. We managed to finish the meal despite the two's silent rivalry. I let out a long sigh of relief when I put down my cutlery. Men's power struggles were far scarier than women's. Just then,