Max Shaw completely ignored Eva Ronan, and a strange atmosphere quickly spread in this space.
Perhaps accustomed to being in control, Eva Ronan found herself bewildered by this out-of-control situation.
Was the man playing hard to get with her?
Eva Ronan crossed her arms and watched intently as Max Shaw opened a wine bottle and poured two glasses of wine.
Then, he turned and walked into the kitchen.
Eva Ronan: "..."
This feeling was quite awkward, awkward enough to make her feel a bit restless.
Eva Ronan suddenly realized what she was thinking, immediately closed her eyes, exhaled, suppressing the urge to speak.
Though her mouth was shut, her ears perked up.
Within seconds, she heard the sound of the refrigerator opening and ice cubes clinking into a glass.
He poured two glasses of wine; the other one was probably to please her.
Eva Ronan scoffed inwardly, picking up a queenly stance without any outward expression, waiting for the man to come over and "flatter" her.
