Edward pursed his lips. Of course, he would not make things difficult for Jeanne, but he was a little disappointed. As expected, Jeanne was much more difficult to deal with after recovering her memories.
In the quiet dining room, Edward's phone suddenly rang. However, Edward did not even look at it. Instead, he looked at her and then ate slowly. It felt as though Jeanne was his appetizer and he could not eat without looking at her.
"Your phone is ringing." Jeanne could not stand it anymore and reminded him.
"It's not important," Edward said bluntly.
Jeanne frowned. "Don't you want to see who it is?"
"Nobody matters."
"What if it's an official matter?" It could be something related to national affairs.
"It's not important."
"Do you want to be a fatuous ruler?" Jeanne could not help but complain.
