Byran was relieved to see that she didnât seem upset. Thatâs good! As long as youâre not angry, we can still be friends!â
Ellinor found the conversation dull and stopped paying him any attention.
âEllinor, to be frank, I really like youâ Byran scratched the back of his head sheepishly Ellinor stopped midway through eating her chicken wing and looked at Byranâs reddening face with a poker face. âOh, well, thanks for the affection!â
Seeing her nonchalant reaction, Byran complained. âHey! Why arenât you reacting?â
âAnd how should I react? Ellinor picked up a fan to fan the charcoal, making the fire bigger. The chicken wings would be tastier if they were a bit charred. Byranâs face turned sour. âAre you kidding me? Iâm confessing my feelings to you!â
Ellinor was unimpressed. âJust to help Patricia Howard get rid of a love rival, right? You think Iâd take you seriously?â
Byran crossed his arms and admitted. âAlright, I admit, while that part is true, itâs not the main reason anymore! Ellinor, Iâm having these special feelings for you. I canât explain them, but I just donât find you annoying anymore!â
âByran.
A soft voice called for Byran from behind him.
Byran turned to see Patricia emerging from the villa. He looked worried. âWhy are you wearing so little?â
He quickly took off his jacket and walked over to drape it over Patricia.
Patricia smiled. âItâs okay, Iâm not cold.â
Byran insisted. âEven if youâre not cold, you should wear more. What if you catch a cold?â
Patricia accepted Byranâs jacket, then turned to Ellinor, who was still barbecuing. âEllinor, why didnât you go inside with Theo?â
Ellinor was focused on her chicken wings. âI have social anxiety, I donât like crowded places.
Seeing that Ellinor was focused on her chicken wings, Patricia told Byran, Byron, why are you just watching her work? You should be a gentleman and help her. Women shouldnât be exposed to such heavy fumes!â
Byran complied with Patriciaâs words, rolled up his sleeves, and walked over. âIâll do it. You and Patricia go rest a bit, away from the heat and fumes.â
Ellinor seemed reluctant, worried that he might burn her chicken wings. Are you sure you can handle it?â
Byran was met with skeptical eyes, despite his good intentions. He emphasized. âOf course I can! My friends and I often go for barbecues during vacations. They all say i make delicious chicken wings!â
Ellinor finally gave up her spot. âIs that so? Well, Iâm in for a treat then!â
Byran was ready to show off his barbecue skills and impress Ellinor.
At that moment, Patricia came over and linked arms with Ellinor âEllinor, leave this to Byran. Letâs go chat in the gazebo over there. You need a break too!â