Love Scattered by the Wind Hatred Drowned in Oblivion

"Remove the mango cheesecake. Bring the strawberry mousse instead."

"And the foie gras. Switch it to the steak."

The moment Simon Henson arrived, he started commanding the waiter to overhaul the entire table.

I watched in silence as the dishes I had carefully chosen were cleared away one by one. My appetite vanished. A cold knot twisted in its place.

"Is Jasmine going to be mad?"

The girl in the wheelchair looked up at me with wide, timid eyes.

Today was New Year's Eve. It was also our anniversary.