Chapter 144

She noticed Fiona. But it wasn’t like Clara was staring at her on purpose—just that, while she was looking toward Ethan, Fiona happened to be in her line of sight. They were standing pretty close, almost looked cozy for a second. Ethan was grabbing food for Clara. Fiona seemed to be picking something too. Still, even at that distance, Ethan didn’t say a word to Fiona. Not even a polite nod. He just turned and headed straight back toward Clara. Clara lowered her eyes casually—but she still caught that flash of unwillingness in Fiona’s gaze. It was brief, well hidden, but definitely there. Clara said nothing. She just silently watched Ethan make his way back to her. When he finally stood in front of her, Clara met him with a bright smile. "Take your time, no one's fighting you for it," Ethan said with a mix of amusement and helplessness. She had burned her tongue a little from eating too fast, and with the juicy grilled meat, some sauce had dripped down her lips without her realizing. Sh