"I don't want to go in. I'll stay here for as long as the time he spent waiting for me," Avery choked up.

The server saw how thin she was. He was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he immediately arranged for someone to bring over a parasol.

Then, the server brought a thick blanket over and placed it on her shoulder.

"Miss Tate, I have already informed the kitchen to serve the dishes. Why don't you have some food and then leave! You should go ask Mr. Foster for forgiveness rather than stay here."

Soon, dishes after dishes of good food were served.

When Avery saw the intricately made food on the table, she finally understood why Elliot would be so angry. She thought that the date that night was just another ordinary date. It was clearly not!

He had invited a famous pianist to perform. There was also such a beautiful light show. The dinner was so intricate it was top-tier. How could it be a normal date?

"Miss Tate, please uncover this dish on your own." The server pointed at t