Chapter 121

A waiter wheeled the cart over to Joshua and Jasmine's table, arranging each dish with practiced ease. Once everything was in place, Joshua picked up the pizza cutter and began slicing with surgical precision. He was a perfectionist, after all. Every piece had to be perfectly even. Jasmine couldn't help but watch, amused by how intensely focused he became. Joshua placed a slice of pizza on Jasmine's plate. When he kept going, stacking slice after slice, she waved her hands. "That's enough! I can't eat all this!" But Joshua didn't listen, still loading up her plate. A woman at the next table watched them and let out an annoyed huff. She turned to her boyfriend and said, "Every time we have pizza, I'm the one cutting slices for you. You've never even tried to do it for me. Couldn't you at least try to be thoughtful once in a while?" The man's expression soured. Frowning, he shot back, "I'm always the one paying, aren't I? All this time, and you're still this high-maintenance? What