Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 1671

Chapter 1671: Does friendship need a deeper backstory?

The casual chats, the slight clang of cutlery against the plates and bowls rang in the small barbecue restaurant an hour away from the Skyline Plaza. Steam rose from the bowls on the tables, along with some of the smoke from the grill where customers cooked their own meat. _{fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com}

Kiara, the reluctant cook, snipped the meat she was grilling. She glanced at the man across from her, making her hiss bitterly.

Hugo was eating all the meat without leaving her any to eat.

"I’m hungry too, you know?" she complained when she couldn’t take it anymore.

Hugo paused, his mouth open with a piece of meat hovering just inches from her. He blinked, seeing her slightly flustered cheek due to anger.

"Then, why don’t you eat?"

"..." Kiara opened her mouth, only to close it again.

At this rate, she didn’t know which one to get angry at more: his stupid response or the fact that it took her this long to tell him that.

"This meat is for me," she pointed at the grill, her voice stern. "It’s mine, alright? Wait for yours."

Hugo shrugged and took a bite, watching her huff and focus on grilling the meat. He gulped after several seconds, watching her set the cooked meat aside next to her.

"That’s—"

"Mine," she stressed, giving him a deathly glare. "This one is yours."

Using the tongs, she took a piece of meat and placed it on the grill. As it sizzled, she placed the tongs down and looked at her small bowl of meat. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say she felt like crying the second she laid her eyes on it.

"Goodness," she whispered, taking a piece and not hesitating to eat it. Her shoulders relaxed as she chewed, savoring the juices of a perfectly cooked piece of meat.

But as she chewed, she noticed him just staring. Her brows rose, and she placed a hand over her bowl protectively.

"You already have a lot," she said. "And I’m hungry too. Don’t even think about taking a piece!"

"Aww—" Hugo cupped his face, his expression grim. The way she ate made it seem like she was eating something divine. "Hey, did you cook your meat differently?"

"Hmm?"

"You look like you just had a taste of an A-grade steak." His eyes glinted, eyeing her bowl. "Let me taste it."

"No!" Kiara almost hugged her bowl. "Yours is almost done! Better yet, while waiting, flip it over. Let me enjoy my portion, okay?"

"..." Hugo sighed and reluctantly reached for the tongs, flipping the meat carefully. As he did so, he tilted his head at the same time, as if it was part of the process.

Kiara scrunched up her nose a little, watching him watch the meat as if his life depended on it. However, she didn’t want to dwell on it and enjoyed her food just as much. But with Hugo staring at his food, even when she could smell something burning, she couldn’t really focus.

"God," she breathed out, shoving the last piece of meat into her mouth. "Give that to me. You’re hopeless."

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