Chapter 4
Author: Shuyu Bee
last update2025-11-08 17:13:06

Jeremy clenched his hands tightly, forcing himself to stay calm and not lose control.

“No need,” he said curtly. “I can handle it myself.”

He had just pushed his chair back when Mr. Hargreaves’ deep voice rumbled from the end of the table.

“Oh, of course. Handle it yourself. A man who can’t even keep his little shop in order during dinner time. How impressive.”

A faint laugh came from one of Claire’s brothers.

“Isn’t it funny, Father? One small problem and the future son-in-law is already running from the table. What happens when he has a family? Maybe if the baby cries, he’ll run out the door too.”

“Don’t be like that,” another chimed in teasingly. “Maybe that’s just how life is for… small business owners. Everything feels like an emergency.”

Soft laughter rippled around the table. It sounded harmless to their ears, but to Jeremy, every chuckle was a slow, deliberate stab to the chest.

He even wondered how his past self could have endured this family for so long, people who looked down on him at every turn, yet came running for help whenever they needed something.

Claire’s face hardened in irritation.

“Enough! Can’t you at least show him a little respect?” she said sharply, though her voice was nearly drowned out by the lingering laughter.

Jeremy said nothing. He stood tall, one hand in his pocket, his gaze fixed on the candle in the center of the table.

The orange flame flickered in his eyes—and within them, there was no anger, only a stillness too cold to be called calm.

Mr. Hargreaves gave a small, displeased snort.

“Go on, then. Take care of your business. But next time, make sure your ‘business’ is stable enough not to interrupt another family’s dinner.”

Jeremy looked at the old man for a moment, then nodded slowly.

“Thank you for the advice,” he said flatly. “I’ll remember that.”

He was about to step away when one of Claire’s brothers spoke up again with a mocking tone.

“Wait, hold on. At least pay the bill before you run off, right? Or is Lucas covering for you again?”

Mr. Hargreaves raised an eyebrow, as if the thought had just occurred to him.

“Good point. We haven’t called the waiter to close the tab yet. Jeremy, you’re my daughter’s fiancé, aren’t you? It would only be polite for you to settle your part before leaving.”

The air at the table tightened instantly. Claire opened her mouth as if to speak, but before she could, Lucas’ cheerful voice broke in.

“Oh, come on, Father. Let me handle it,” he said quickly, patting Jeremy’s shoulder in a show of brotherly warmth.

“Jeremy’s my friend. I know his shop’s having some trouble, no need to make things harder for him.”

Lucas turned to Claire with a relaxed smile, and her family nodded in satisfaction.

“See? That’s what a true friend looks like,” one of them remarked.

Lucas chuckled lightly. But behind that easy laughter, his eyes gleamed with quiet confidence.

He knew Jeremy too well, stubborn, humble, always wanting to prove himself. The man would definitely sneak back later to pay the bill without saying a word.

Lucas wouldn’t have to spend a single penny, yet he’d still look generous in front of the Hargreaves family.

The same old game. Only this time, Jeremy saw through it.

He looked at Lucas, a faint smile crossing his lips, one that, for some reason, made Lucas feel a flicker of unease.

“Of course,” Jeremy said softly. “You really do know how to make people believe in you, Lucas. Thank you.”

Lucas laughed, thinking it was a compliment. “Ah, come on. I’m just trying to help.”

Jeremy didn’t respond. He simply gave a slight nod to the family, then turned to leave.

Just before he reached the door, Claire’s voice stopped him.

“Jeremy…”

He turned slowly. Claire was looking at him with gentle eyes, though guilt shimmered faintly beneath them.

“I’m sorry… I can’t go with you. Father already planned an event after dinner, and if I leave now, it’ll just make things even more awkward.”

In his previous life, Jeremy had smiled softly at this exact moment, reassuringly.

He had told Claire he understood that his business wasn’t important, that she should stay and enjoy her time with her family. 

And those words had made her look at him with admiration, feeling loved and cherished.

But now, thinking about it, if she had truly loved him, it wouldn’t have mattered.

She would’ve gone with him, left the fancy dinner behind, to stand by his side.

This time, Jeremy just looked at her for a long moment without a smile. Also no warmth in his eyes.

He spoke quietly, but his words were enough to freeze the air at the table. 

“It’s fine. I’m used to being alone.”

Claire fell silent, stunned, unsure how to respond. At that moment, Jeremy seemed both familiar and foreign, someone she thought she knew, yet couldn’t quite recognize.

He lowered his head slightly, murmured a few polite words to her to keep up appearances, then turned and walked away without looking back.

His footsteps echoed against the floor, fading slowly as the heavy doors closed behind him. 

He didn’t go to the front desk or call for a waiter to settle the bill. Instead, he left calmly and found a quiet place nearby to hide, to watch, and to wait.

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