The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

Chapter 87

'But it seems like they're also coming to this restaurant,' Madelyn thought.

As expected, the door to her room was opened in less than a minute, and a group of people walked in.

"Oh?! You're eating good! How come we never get such special treatment? You're so biased, you old fart!"

"I'm starving. Dustin, get me a set of cutleries and a bowl."

"Don't you have hands? Why can't you take them yourself?"

"Girlie, scooch over, girlie. I can't get inside."

Madelyn was speechless. She pulled her chair and made way for him.

Alex sat across from her, but her sitting posture was a little unsightly. She propped her foot onto the chair and promptly spun the carne frita on Madelyn's plate toward herself. Then, she started munching on it.

"The drinks are here," a skinny guy walked in and closed the door with his leg while carrying a carton of beer.

The once spacious room had quickly became cramped.

"That bastard. He never makes this for me when I ask him to, but now he's actually made it fo