"Bringing breakfast?" Caspian's eyebrow shot up in surprise.
I knew exactly why he was shocked. I had just sworn to him that I'd already eaten, and here was Leon practically serving me a buffet.
I cringed inwardly, desperately wanting to explain myself.
But Leon beat me to the punch. As he unpacked the multi-tiered lunchbox, he shot another side-eye at Caspian. "For someone who made such a massive spectacle of resigning from the private clinic to chase Selena all the way to Capital General, you sure don't know the basics. Selena has a weak stomach. She absolutely must have a quality breakfast, or she gets terrible cramps. She just moved and doesn't have time to cook, so she's practically starving right now."
Leon truly understood my habits. He knew my chaotic daily routine and how I almost never had time for a morning meal.
But the disdainful glare and condescending tone he aimed at Caspian felt like a blatant declaration of war. Those two had always despised each other and constantly threw barbs whenever they were in the same room. I was terrified they were going to start a brawl right in the office.
"And you're feeding her that? Street vendor food uses cheap ingredients and questionable sanitation. Won't that just ruin her stomach even more?" Sure enough, Caspian's brow furrowed aggressively, and his entire posture shifted into combat mode.
The atmosphere instantly skyrocketed into intense hostility.
I panicked a little and tried to defuse the situation. "It's completely fine..."


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