Erin chatted with Damon, her smile evident. Although Damon only responded asionally, the atmosphere between them remained fairly. harmonious.


    Ever since Erin and Damon had sat down next to N and Melody, N kept her head down, quietly eating. She hoped to finish quickly and leave


    Suddenly, a somewhat shy voice came from nearby. “Ms. Jayston…This is from N?velDrama.Org.


    N turned to see a tall, muscr man holding a bouquet of red roses. He stood a few steps away, looking at her nervously. She frowned, sensing something was off.


    As expected, the next moment, the man extended the roses toward her.


    “Hi, my name is Dn Lomas. From the moment I saw you, I fell in love. at first sight. Could you give me a chance… to pursue you?” Dn confessed.


    N often received such confessions back in university, but this was the first time since marrying rk.


    It was lunchtime, and the cafeteria was packed. Everyone’s eyes were on her and Dn.


    After a few seconds of silence, she said calmly, “I’m sorry, but I’m already married.”


    Dn’s face darkened, his gaze filled with disbelief.


    N’s youthful appearance and beauty made her seem too young to be married. Additionally, being publicly rejected left Dn feeling humiliated, as if everyone around him were mocking him.


    “Ms. Jayston… are you lying about be.. ig married because you don’t like


    me?” Dn pressed.


    N was unsettled by his usatory tone, and her voice grew colder. Mr. Lomas, if you don’t want to believe me, there’s nothing I can do. I want to finish my meal now. Please leave.”


    Her response only reinforced Dn’s belief that she was lying. His expression darkened further as he considered the time and money he had invested in preparing for the evening, particrly the rose bouquet that had cost nearly 100 dors.


    N’s public rejection felt like a deliberate humiliation.


    Did she think that being pretty gave her license to disregard other people’s feelings? The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.


    However, surrounded by people, he suppressed his rage and forced a smile. “At least take the flowers. It’s my way of showing you how I feel.”


    “Thank you, but I can’t ept them,” N replied, turning back to her meal, clearly uninterested in continuing the conversation.


    Dn’s smile froze, his grip on the flowers tightened, and his eyes shed with anger.


    After taking a deep breath, he left quickly without further argument.


    Beside them, Erin couldn’t help butugh. “Ms. N, you’re quite popr. You’ve only been at Prospectus Technology for a few days, and someone’s already confessed to you. I’m so envious.<b>” </b>


    N gave her a cool nce. “No need to be envious, Ms. Hulle. If you’re pretty enough, it can happen to you too.”


    Erin’s expression stiffened, and she nearly snapped her cutlery in half. Was N implying she wasn’t pretty enough?


    Struggling to maintain her smile, Erin turned to Damon, who remained expressionless. “Not everyone can rely on their looks to get by like Ms.


    N. I think true ability is more important. What do you think, Mr. Damon?”


    Damon looked at her with an indifferent expression and <b>simply </b>hummed in response.


    N pressed her lips together, feeling aplicated mix of emotions. Did Damon also think she was just a pretty face?