Chapter 1670

The more Avery talked, the more amused Mason looked. His smile grew with every word she said. Mason always got chatty when he was genuinely concerned about someone, and Avery figured it was the same for her. She cared, and that's why she couldn't stop herself from fussing. "Don't worry about me. I'm fine," he said, his voice gentle. "Now, eat your breakfast." His tone was warm, matching the easy smile on his face. His eyes glinted with quiet amusement. Avery frowned slightly, glancing at him. "You haven't eaten yet, have you?" It wasn't hard to figure out. It clearly seemed like he'd grabbed the breakfast bag on the way, leaving him no time to eat himself. Mason shrugged. "If you don't finish it, I'll have what's left." Avery stared at him, unimpressed. Why did he make himself sound so pitiful? She turned her gaze away and decided not to argue. After spending time with him, she realized Mason had a bit of a stubborn streak. Once he made up his mind, he rarely took her sugg