Chapter 58

"How dare you!" Xandra exclaimed. She lost her composure for a moment but quickly recollected herself. She was well aware that this was a public place. More importantly, Tristan was here. Cautious of Tristan's status, they were unlikely to criticize me here. The uncomfortable tension was further heightened. This time, no one initiated the conversation until the food was served. Tristan took the plate of lamb chop in front of me, carefully cut it into pieces, and handed the plate back to me. Looking at the sizzling lamb chops, I flashed him a warm smile. "Thank you, Tristan." Jameson suddenly interjected, "Wynonna doesn't like lamb chops." Tristan raised an eyebrow. Jameson added, "We've been married for five years. I know better than anyone her food preferences. She hates lamb." I speared a slice of lamb with my fork and happily ate it. "Actually, I love lamb chops. It's been my favorite since I was a child," I said, directing my words at Tristan. Tristan's gaze so