Chapter 89 Signs of Pregnancy

Our eyes locked. Idris's eyes were a deep, dark black. I could not decipher what he was thinking at that moment, only that there was something more in his gaze that I could not quite grasp. "Mr. Young, Mrs. Young, the restaurant is ready. Please join us!" Charles's voice echoed through the air. At the sound of Charles's voice, Idris released my hand. He did not give me an answer, just glanced at Charles, a silent acknowledgment. Seeing this, Charles wisely retreated. Within the vast courtyard, it was just the two of us. The silence was so profound it was almost unsettling. Unable to wait for his answer, I decided not to prolong this standoff. I planned to finish my meal at the restaurant and head back to the Scotts' place early. Idris grabbed my wrist. Seeing this, I frowned, my patience wearing thin. I looked at him, holding back my irritation, and said, "Idris, if you're not hungry and don't want to eat, could you please let go of me? I want to go eat. Please, let go!"