What is Watt discontented about? Probably only he knows deep inside.
Watt's expression was unpleasant; even with a mask, it was glaringly obvious.
Alexander didn't even glance in his direction; as soon as the dishes were served, he was busy helping Summer Sutton with her food.
He got along quite well with Summer, though they hadn't known each other for long yet it felt like they were old friends with nothing left unsaid. Sitting together, they looked as harmonious as could be.
Less than half an hour into their conversation, Alexander's way of addressing Summer Sutton shifted from the formal "Miss Sutton" to the more familiar "Little Sutton."
Little Sutton?
Watt slowly filtered his words in his mind, feeling increasingly annoyed.
He had never called her that; where did Alexander get the courage to do so?
Sitting next to Watt, Alexander could even feel the piercing gaze aimed at him, despite having his back turned.
