The Ice-Cold Executive Gets A Wife Novel - Chapter 32
Chapter 32: Sadness
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The people who replied to the post had split opinions and they started attacking the other party.
Anita wanted to continue reading, but the car came to a stop.
It was time for dinner.
She saved the post with the intention of resuming where she left off after the meal.
Sophia got out of the car.
The skyscraper-filled city was enveloped by the darkness of the night sky. Neither the moon nor stars could be seen in the sky.
As the city roused from its earlier slumber and began its nightly tango, this particular street was rather quiet.
There didn’t seem to be many establishments at first glance.
There were no shops opened to provide illumination, and the street was indeed very dark.
They arrived at an inconspicuous restaurant.
The entrance was a gray, opaque glass door. A door plate inlaid with many small white lights was placed right on the door.
The word “Sadness” was inscribed onto the door plate.
The three of them had just stood in front of the door when it opened on its own.
A male attendant in a gray uniform stood inside the door and smiled politely. “Welcome, Mr. Sebastian. Good evening.”
Sebastian nodded and remained silent.
After entering the restaurant, they were greeted by an oriental-style wooden screen. On both sides of the screen were hollow vertical patterns, and in the middle of the screen was a painting.
After going around the screen, Sophia found that the restaurant was much more spacious than it looked from the outside.
She suspected that the reason why there were so few shops opened on this street was that the restaurant actually owned a few shop lots in the immediate vicinity of each other and connected them together. With that, the space available for other businesses to operate was reduced.
It was a fancy restaurant, yet the design of the entrance was simple. One wondered why.
Anita had never been here before. She wanted to ask about its design but kept her mouth shut when she saw Sebastian’s sullen expression.
Although he seemed distant without any expression on his face, there was a huge difference between actually being one and just looking the part.
Sophia also thought that Sebastian didn’t seem to be too happy.
It seemed that he hadn’t spoken for a long time.
Could it be that she was chatting with Anita and made him feel ignored?
It shouldn’t be the case.
Then what was the reason?
Sophia and Anita looked at each other and coughed lightly. “Seb, this is a nice restaurant. Do you come here often?”
Sebastian’s expression did not change.
“You don’t have to force yourself to talk to me.”
How cold and brutal.
Sophia continued, “But you don’t look very happy.”
“Does it really matter?”
“After all, we’re going to eat together at the same table. If you look a little happier, we’d be much more relaxed.”
Sebastian and Sophia looked at each other.
Perhaps because they were in each other’s presence for a while now that Sophia no longer looked like she was afraid of him.
She just looked at him in complete frankness.
Sophia’s beauty had a little foxiness to it. Although she was just like Anita and was a studious, good girl, she seemed more mature than Anita, by virtue of her looks.
She was a beautiful woman who knew exactly what she wanted.
She looked well-behaved on the surface, but she was a fearless and persistent woman deep down.
Knowing that he was unhappy, she wasn’t afraid of talking back, even as his own sister, Anita, didn’t dare do so.
Sebastian wasn’t really bothered by the request.
From the moment he saw her exaggerating in front of the camera, praising the winning football team, he knew she had the courage to do anything.
A charming lady indeed.
He finally smiled, but not happily. “Are you gaslighting me?”
What a difficult man to deal with.
Sophia cursed him in her heart and said, albeit very carefully, “I’m just trying to cheer you up, Seb. I don’t think you should call it gaslighting.”
Sebastian did not appreciate her replies. “So you cheer others up by asking them to do the same, as not to affect your mood?”
“Well, you told me not to force the conversation.” He was really quarrelsome. The meal almost turned into a debate session.
Sophia sounded a little wronged.
She had no intentions of coming at all. What was the man going on about when she’s feeling alright?
Sebastian said, “You can talk to me now.”
Anita mustered up her courage and suggested, “That’s not good, Seb. Sophia is a guest. You can’t be so rude…”
Sebastian cocked his head to look at her and threatened, “I can’t do what?”
Anita shut her mouth.
The waiter led them to a private room, decorated in yellow hues. With just a few accessories and decorations in the room, it nonetheless looked elegant and grand.
However, Sophia and Anita weren’t in the mood to appreciate the aesthetics now.
Their nervous looks amused Sebastian, and most of the inexplicable unhappiness in his heart dissipated.
“Did you notice the name of this restaurant?”
The man finally didn’t seem as cold before. Sophia quickly answered this seemingly casual question, “Sadness. A sad name. I had no idea it was the restaurant’s name..”
