Catherine was glad that she didnt become gullible to Ritchum’s lies once again. From the bookstore, they were headed to the foodcourt where they could eat the sizzling porkchop that had been craving lately.

She asked Jonas to look for a vacant seats near the food stall where they would buy their lunch. “So, what you like to have? Chicken, porkchop or sausages?” She asked.

“I’ll just have what you are having,” Jonas replied.

Catherine nodded and said, “Okay.” There were several food stalls in the foodcourt so the people were scattered and only few were queing in The Hot Plate. She paid for two orders of sizzling porkchops, macaroni,...