"I didn't know the decor hadn't changed!"

Sophia exclaimed, covering her mouth, her eyes filled with nostalgia.

"Sophia, have you been here before?" her assistant asked.

"Every time we had a family gathering, Ethan's grandfather and my grandfather brought us here to eat. Before I went abroad, Ethan would take me here for my birthday every year."

This was the restaurant where Ethan first took me on a date, revealing his sentimental side.

During the meal, when the server brought out a plate, Ethan was focused on his phone, smiling slightly.

He sat at the head of the table, while Sophia and I sat opposite him.

My phone quickly buzzed with a message, [How's the taste? It's your favorite Lobster Roll. I ordered it just for you.]

I was momentarily taken aback as Ethan waved his phone at me.

But the next second, Sophia exclaimed joyfully, " Lobster Roll! I missed this flavor! Ethan, you really know my taste!"

I looked at the plate in front of me, feeling it was tasteless, much like my feelings for him.

His greedy demeanor made me feel disgusted.

I simply passed my portion to Sophia's assistant.

Ethan's gaze darkened, filled with coldness as he stared at me.

"Ethan, would you accompany me to the kitchen? I want to see Jim and find out if he still remembers me," Sophia said, wrapping her arm around Ethan's.

Ethan brushed a grain of rice from Sophia's lips, a faint smile on his face. "You always get food on your lips."

The employees exchanged glances, unsure of what to say.

After the team-building event, Ethan didn't return that night or the next day.

In the past, I would have searched everywhere for him.

But now, I didn't care; he could go wherever he wanted.

A week later, he announced his marriage to Sophia, sharing their wedding photos on social media with the caption, [Holding hands with you, growing old together.]