Hungry? Jepherson sat down and looked at Raeleigh.

Raeleigh raised her head. "A little."

What do you want to eat? Jepherson did not know why her gaze was transfixed on him. He didn't want Raeleigh to feel uncomfortable when she was with him.

"I'm alright with anything. Raeleigh was not a picky eater and ate almost everything. She disliked only food that was overly oily but even then, she would not refuse it. "

Jepherson leaned against the sofa and was wearing a gray attire. Raeleigh found that Jepherson seemed to like this kind of gray. Most of his clothes were of this color.

"At least, it seemed to be...