Ignacio put down his cup. His gaze was deep as he looked at Holly, and his voice was low and gentle.

"You're so hungry. Did you forget to have lunch again?"

Holly set down her utensils and wiped her lips with a napkin, "This Francorian restaurant is quite authentic, so I ate a bit more."

"You don't say! Actually, I'm pretty good at making Francorian cuisine. You should try it next time."

Ignacio's lips curved into a charming smile. He sounded cheerful when he spoke, "Didn't you buy a sma