Chapter 117

Nathan’s POV

When they finished eating, Stephen wiped his lips and relaxed in his chair, gently sipping his drink. Nathan did the same thing too, waving to the waitress who was standing in the corner.

The waitress came over and began clearing the table, but Nathan noticed Nate was still eating. He had thought Nate was eating earlier as he had seen the boy, but after checking Nate’s plate, he saw that Nate actually wasn’t.

Nate was simply turning his fork into the pasta, acting like he was actually eating.

He frowned, “You’re not eating?” Nathan muttered.

Nate lowered his head so that his forehead was almost touching the platter of pasta and that pissed Nathan off.

“ I don’t like pasta…” Nate mumbled.

Nathan snorted. The kid literally couldn’t go a day without eating pasta; it was his favorite. So saying that Nate didn’t like pasta was surprising.

“ What do you mean you don’t like pasta. You eat this everyday!” Nathan barked.

Nate recoiled back from him at first before frowning. “I don
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