Rebecca POV：

I tried to threaten him, but it didn't work. Matthew, the bad guy, wrapped his hands around my waist harder, and our movements startled the other patrons, who shot us suspicious glances.

I deliberately coughed a few times, acting as if I had choked on my own water before making the loud noise.

Matthew gave a meaningful smile and patted me on the back, "Slow down, it's not like anyone's grabbing food from you."

At the death threatening look in my eyes, Matthew kinda played along and didn't let me make a public spectacle of myself.

"Fred is actually ......" I wasn't after asking Matthew about his relationship...