Chapter 397 Food

The music of the piano echoed in the restaurant. It was Richard Clayderman's Dream Wedding. Clara pushed Aria away softly. At that moment, a chef came out of the kitchen while pushing a small trolley. There were all sorts of delicate desserts placed on the trolley—it was as if a lady of British royalty was being served. "There’s no mistake about it. It must be for you." Aria pointed at Clara. It made her utterly envious. She found herself a fool in those years; she had had her eyes on another guy who was in the same hostel as Myles. That was because that guy would always come to get her with his Bently downstairs. Back then, Myles was just a guy who drove a lousy car. Even though Myles was handsome looking at that time, Aria was aware that being handsome did not allow one to live their life. She regretted her actions at the moment. It turned out that someone handsome and rich really existed in the world. If only there were a pill that allowed one to lose the feeling of regret. If