Chapter 896

Rhea slid the menu to Jace. “Anything you don’t eat?”

Jace glanced at it. “Nope.”

She pulled it back, carefully choosing dishes within her tight budget. “This work for you?”

He gave it a quick look, face unreadable. Rhea’s cheeks burned with embarrassment. She’d invited him out, said she’d treat him—but she could barely afford the cheapest things. He probably thought it was pathetic.

Just as she braced for judgment, Jace looked up and said, “Looks good. You didn’t need to worry about me. Just order what you want.”

He’d noticed she picked things for him. Her face grew even hotter, caught off guard by how observant he was.

The food came fast. Rhea picked up chopsticks with ease. “You grab these yourself at the counter. Don’t worry—they’re sanitized.”