Chapter 1581: Chapter 1581

Byran grumbled. “Stop calling me that. I’m your boyfriend; call me honey, or even babe, if you’d like.”

Although Ida would occasionally flirt, she couldn’t bring herself to use such cloyingly sweet pet names.

With love apparently clouding Byran’s mind, he snuggled up to her. “Can’t you just call me something, Ida?”

Finding herself cornered by his affectionate antics, Ida snapped. “Silly dog!”

The insult caught Byran off guard. He straightened up to look at her. He was clearly offended. “Why’d you call me that?”

Ida glared at him while adjusting her golden-rimmed glasses that had been skewed by his antics. “Don’t you think you’re acting like a silly dog begging for its owner’s affection?”

Byran paused, then laughed heartily. “I guess I am. Haha. Master. Ida, can I call you master from now on?”

Ida had expected him to react angrily, but surprisingly, he seemed more than happy to accept the new title.

What a hopeless fool!

Byran once again pulled Ida into his arms. “No matter what, I’ve finally earned a unique nickname from you. I might be a silly dog, but at least I’m special to you, right?”

Ida was completely dumbfounded.

She had thought that after three years, Byran would reappear to seek revenge.

Yet he seemed just as infatuated with her as before. He desired nothing more than her affection.

Even if it meant being her ‘silly dog,’ he was happily willing for it?

Was there really such a foolish man in this world? He and his brother were like two different species.

Not getting a response from Ida, Byran looked at her intently. “Master, can I have a kiss?”

Ida frowned in distaste. “We’re in the restroom. What are you thinking?”

After backing her against the restroom stall, Byran declared, “I don’t care about the location. I want to kiss my master anywhere and anytime. Master, may I? After a kiss, we can go back to dinner.”

1da knew there was no escape from his fiery gaze. She decided to negotiate. “A kiss is fine, but you have to promise not to cause a scene at the dinner table.”

Byran nodded eagerly and leaned in for the kiss.

Ida held up a finger to stop him. “Wait! I’m not done yet!”

Byran grew impatient. “What else is there? Say it quickly, Ida. As long as it’s within my power, I promise I will do it.”

Ida continued. “After we go back, not only can’t you make a scene, you also can’t touch me.”

Byran locked displeased. “When have I ever touched you? Can’t I even hold your hand under the table?”

“We’re here to eat, not to hold hands. How do you expect me to eat if you’re holding my hand?”

Byran grinned. “I can feed you!”

Ida pushed him away in disgust. “Again with this? Your sister’s here with her three kids. Do you want to embarrass me or yourself in front of them?”

Byran sighed. “I don’t want to embarrass anyone. I just want to touch you. It’s only holding hands; it’s not like it’s inappropriate. Ida, don’t make a big deal out of it. The kids won’t understand. They’ll just think we’re really good friends.”