Sabrina seethed with anger as she gnawed on her fish balls, wishing they were Mark.

Sitting beside Sabrina, Zoya sensed the subtle atmosphere and lowered her head silently.

However, Mark paid no mind to that.

"Darling, have some beef."

"Darling, try some fruit."

"Darling, here's your favorite shrimp."

"Darling..."

"Enough!Mark, could you please restrain yourself?"

"Miss Navarro, there's no need to envy. If you want to be called darling, just ...