Chapter 100 She had clearly said she would treat , but when it was time to pay after the meal , Kaneeta was told that Woodrow had already settled the bill in advance . " Mr. Hartwell ," Kaneeta gazed at him with a faint melancholy , " didn't we agree that I would treat you ? " " Sorry , " Woodrow replied with perfect composure , " I forgot ." Kaneeta stared at the barely - there smile at the corner of his lips , suddenly realizing that Mr. Hartwell seemed to have a natural talent for playing tricks . " If Mr. Hartwell's memory is really that bad , perhaps you should keep a memo , " Kaneeta said , half - smiling . " My memo only records important things , " Woodrow replied . " For example , Ms. Drayton still owes me two meals ." " Is that so ? " Kaneeta tilted her head . " I don't think so ." Meeting Woodrow's gaze , she mimicked his earlier tone : " Sorry , I forgot ." Woodrow let out a low laugh at her words . Seeing the Chapter 100 mischievous glint in Kaneeta's eyes , his own gaze was filled with indulgence . " It's all right . As long as I remember , that's enough . " The two were about to leave when , turning around , they unexpectedly ran into someone familiar . Miguel . He stood just five steps away , his dark trench coat dusted with raindrops on the shoulders , his gaze fixed on Kaneeta as if rooted in place . He was still gripping a black umbrella , droplets of water trickling down the ribs and dripping onto the floor , leaving dark circles where they landed . Kaneeta's expression stiffened slightly . She hadn't expected to run into Miguel here , at a time like this . She could sense the complex emotions in Miguel's gaze- resentment , probing , and perhaps a hint of stubbornness . " What a coincidence , Woodrow , Ms. Drayton . " Miguel's voice was lower than usual , with a barely noticeable hoarseness at the end . Chapter 100 His gaze passed over Woodrow and landed directly on Kaneeta . " I was supposed to meet a friend here for dinner . I didn't expect to run into you both . " Without a word , Woodrow stepped forward half a pace , blocking Miguel's line of sight . " Yes , quite the coincidence . " Miguel's gaze grew even more complicated , his fingers clenching tightly . When Kaneeta had mistakenly believed he was her arranged marriage partner , she had been earnest , but he could sense that she was only fulfilling her duty to the arrangement . Of course , that was only natural . After all , a marriage alliance between two families was essentially a business partnership , unrelated to feelings . He had pretended to be her fiancé only to steal a chance to get close to her , to pursue her . But now , the atmosphere between Kaneeta and Woodrow was completely different . Why was it different when it was Woodrow ? Chapter 100 ) Thinking of the painting she had returned to him , Miguel felt as if his heart were being cut by a knife . Suddenly , he spoke : " Ms. Drayton , about what happened before , I've always wanted to explain to you … " " There's no need ." Kaneeta's voice was soft , yet carried an undeniable firmness . Her fingertips brushed lightly against Woodrow's sleeve . " Mr. Woodrow , shall we go ? " Woodrow lowered his gaze and caught her subtle gesture , a faint warmth flickering in his eyes . " Yes , let's go ." 4 Kaneeta walked forward with him , feeling Miguel's gaze behind her , sharp as needles pricking her back . Once in the car , Kaneeta took the initiative to speak : " I used to mistakenly think my arranged marriage partner was Miguel ." Though it was still a bit awkward to bring it up now , she didn't want to keep it from Woodrow . " It was foolish of me , " Kaneeta sighed . " I didn't ask clearly enough . " Chapter 100 " No wonder , " Woodrow raised his brows slightly , " you kept saying you wanted to keep your distance from me before . "