Angry? annoyed? Of course, Byanca felt that way, it was just that she held it in. Because she didn't want to cause unnecessary problems.
Silence again took over the atmosphere, only the occasional clinking of spoons and forks against plates could be heard filling the room.
There was no discussion or any conversation until the two of them finished their dinner.
"Let me sort it out, you can go back to rest," Byanca said.
"Just leave it there. Later Hendra will take care of it," replied Devan.
"No problem, let me do it, after all, we will be married soon."
"That's up to you," said Devan then turned to the second floor. Leaving Byanca alone.
It was now ten o'clock in the evening, Devan had just opened his tab, checking email in case there was something important and urgent from Clarissa.
After that, he finished some things he should have done this afternoon, it looks like tomorrow he will go to the office.
