CHAPTER 47: CHAPTER 47: I LIKE EATING FRESH GRASS

Audrey Sutton recalled Chloe Swift saying that Shane Warner was nice to her only to maintain a beneficial relationship, but he wasn’t nice to her at all.

Although her relationship with Shane wasn’t as intense as Chloe’s with Vincent Warner, it wasn’t particularly good either.

His mouth seemed to be filled with poison; he never said anything pleasing.

Audrey was looking at Shane when suddenly he raised his head to look at her and then gestured for her to come over.

Audrey, who had been lost in her thoughts, saw his gesture and immediately dashed over.

As she was almost there, her high heel twisted, but fortunately, her third brother was close by and quickly reached out to steady her.

Arthur Sutton looked down at her foot: "Are you alright?"

Audrey shook her head.

"Still so reckless. When will you grow up?"

Audrey remembered Shane often treating her like a child, and defiantly said, "I’ve grown up long ago, but you all still treat me like a kid."

Shane: "Truly grown-up people don’t say things like that."

A man nearby laughed and said, "The Third Young Master really is lucky to marry such an obedient Miss Sutton."

Arthur quickly replied humbly, "It’s my sister who’s lucky."

Audrey protested, "It’s clearly him who’s lucky; an old bull can still eat young grass."

Everyone laughed at her words, except Shane, whose face immediately darkened.

Arthur was both exasperated and amused, and sternly reprimanded Audrey, "Don’t talk nonsense."

By noon, the sun on the terrace was becoming too intense.

It was also time for lunch, and people gradually returned to the restaurant on the second floor.

Audrey sat next to Shane, and since her "old bull eating young grass" comment, his expression hadn’t improved.

Those who initially wanted to socialize with Shane didn’t dare approach seeing his gloomy face.

Audrey didn’t want to stir up the matter further, so she quietly peeled a shrimp and placed it in his bowl, "Try it, it’s very fresh."

Shane picked up the shrimp she peeled, placed it back on the table with disdain, and coldly said, "I don’t like shrimp; I prefer young grass."

Audrey pouted, picked up the shrimp with her chopsticks, and stuffed it into her mouth, muttering as she ate, "So petty."

She reached out to grab another shrimp, but Shane held her chopsticks with his, giving her a sideways glance, "Eating when you’re allergic, I didn’t bring your medicine."

Audrey dodged his chopsticks and continued, "My third brother has it."

Shane frowned, displeased, when Clarissa Morgan’s gentle voice sounded behind him: "Shane, thank you for taking time out to attend my wedding."

Quentin Sterling raised his glass: "Clarissa and I toast to you."

Shane picked up his glass, "My wife doesn’t drink, I’ll drink on her behalf."

Clarissa laughed, "Audrey is not a child, Shane. You really protect her tightly."

Audrey couldn’t stand Clarissa’s sarcasm, so she openly stood up, poured half a glass of wine into an empty glass, and said, "Congratulations on your wedding."

Then she drank the wine in one gulp.

Shane slightly frowned, finally bringing his glass to his lips.

Quentin chuckled, "This young lady is truly interesting."

Clarissa agreed, "She’s definitely interesting, otherwise Shane wouldn’t marry her."

Audrey smiled and clung to Shane’s arm, "Of course, random wildflowers and weeds wouldn’t catch our Third Young Master’s eye."

Clarissa wanted to provoke, and Audrey was ready to see who lost their temper first!

Anyway, she’s the one on the marriage certificate; no matter how Clarissa jumps, she can’t put her name on it.

Shane knew the two women had a past, so he could only address his wife, saying to Audrey, "Alright, sit down and eat, don’t get ahead of yourself."

Clarissa laughed, "Quentin, since we’ve toasted, why don’t we sit with Audrey and Shane?"

Quentin nodded with a smile,

"Sure, we can have a chat."

Then Quentin waved to a passing server, "Please bring two sets of cutlery."

Audrey wondered what tricks Clarissa had up her sleeve, ready to counter any move.

"Shane, we haven’t eaten together like this in ages; it feels like school cafeteria days again."

Shane smiled faintly, "It’s been too long; I don’t quite remember."

Quentin, unaware of any subtext, pursued the topic: "You weren’t in the same class, were you?"

"Shane was two years ahead. Back then, the older brothers took good care of me."

"I should really thank the Third Young Master, then."

Shane glanced at Audrey, fearing she’d sulk silently, thoughtfully said, "Actually, I didn’t have much interaction with Miss Morgan."

Clarissa smiled softly, "It feels good to meet fellow countrymen abroad; it’s natural to look out for each other, besides Shane was very studious back then, hardly ever joining friends for fun."

Audrey didn’t know if those words were meant for her, but she wouldn’t cause a scene with Shane now; she didn’t want to become a contentious woman in his eyes.

She simply smiled quietly, picked up a shrimp, and began peeling.

After peeling, she dipped the shrimp in a sauce and put it in her mouth.

Clarissa said, "Today’s prawns feel plump and tender, they should taste good."

Quentin smiled lovingly, "I’ll peel them for you."

Audrey’s hand froze mid-peel, instinctively glancing at Shane.

Then she heard Clarissa say, "The shrimp’s head is prickly; aren’t you worried she’ll get hurt, Shane?"

Just as Shane was about to speak, Audrey quickly peeled the shrimp, dipped it in sauce and held it to Shane’s mouth, guiding him like a child, "Ah——"

Shane didn’t understand the competition between women, but he knew refusing to eat would disrespect Audrey, and she’d get angry, a situation he hated dealing with.

So he chose to eat the shrimp; solving the problem with a mouthful was better than dealing with a sulking wife.

Seeing Shane open his mouth, Audrey breathed a sigh of relief.

She smiled at Clarissa, "I think he’s slow at peeling; no one can match my speed. Besides, women aren’t delicate creatures relying on men; without men, I wouldn’t survive?"

Clarissa maintained her smile, "Audrey is right, but sometimes a man’s love is shown in those little things."