For a moment, Maya was stunned.
It was her first time being kissed, her large eyes staring dumbfounded at Henry, as if she were scared stiff.
Henry looked at Maya's surprised expression, raised his hands to cradle her face, and looked into her eyes with deep affection, asking,
"Maya, why can't you just understand me?"
As Maya listened to Henry's implicit confession, she suddenly pushed him away, and said very calmly, "I'm not full yet, I'm going to eat."
Even though Maya did her best to control her emotions, trying to appear as calm and indifferent as usual, her panicked evasive gaze betrayed her.
Outside the door, Elia watched the scene inside the piano room, gritting her teeth in anger, wishing she could smash open the door and tear that face of Maya's.
These past few days, seeing her getting close to Ethan, she had let out a sigh of relief, but never expected that this woman Maya, wanting the bowl after having the pot, just wouldn't let go of her Henry.
