Revenge After rebirth (Mayra and Anderson) novel Chapter 51

Chapter 51

“I- It’s fine. I can just sit here. It’s really alright,” Mayra rambled, attempting to ease the tension. Her hands flailed about in the air as she continued, “I can reach the dishes on both sides easily if I sit here. It’s really convenient.”Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Isabel also didn’t expect Anderson to care this much about Mayra. According to the rules, Mayra should indeed be seated next to Anderson instead. She smiled, chiming in to defuse the situation as well, “It’s also my fault. I should’ve reminded them earlier. Andy, let’s just eat first.”

Anderson pulled out a chair on his left. “Sit here from now on.”

Mayra was flabbergasted. Even the maids began staring at them in bewilderment.

Isabel was already standing in that position. Her smile froze, and the air seemed to thicken. It was humiliating because she was meant to settle in that seat, given her position as his fiancée and the future lady of the Barlow household.

Mayra could only scurry to Anderson’s right with her bowl. “Andy, have you forgotten that I’m left-handed? I’ll bump into you if I sit on your left. I’ll sit here instead. All my favorite dishes are here.

“Isa, what’s wrong? Why aren’t you sitting down?” Mayra turned to Anderson and chided, “Andy, you should’ve pulled a chair out for Isa.”

Isabel snapped back to her senses quickly, and her features softened into a smile again. “It- It’s fine.” Nheless, the awkwardness on her face was palpable as she forced a smile.

Anderson picked some food for Isabel during the meal, and the gloom on her face vanished instantly. “Thanks.”

Mayra peeled a shrimp with her bare hands and placed it on Isabel’s plate. “Try this, Isa.”

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Before she could speak, Anderson took the peeled shrimp out of her plate. “Isa’s allergic to seafood, so she can’t have this. Just eat to your heart’s content. Don’t worry about others.” Content belongs to NovelDrama.Org

Isabel glanced over at him lovingly. “I didn’t expect you to remember.” Anderson simply mumbled a reply.

Mayra, on the other hand, gave no heed to their emotional exchange. She indulged her food passionately to the point that her hands were covered in

oil.