After she drank the wine, Yvette picked up a peanut with her chopsticks and fed it to Darryl. "This snack is great; Let me feed you."

"You are so kind to me. I'll pour you more wine, then!" Darryl said with a wide grin.

Yvette blushed. "Let me do it. As your woman, I should be the one to serve you..."

The two whispered to each other; they forgot that Sloan was next to them.

Of course, they did it on purpose; they wanted to show her.

Yvette and Darryl were knowledgeable. They had a tacit understanding and worked together seamlessly to carry out their plan. They behaved affectionately like a married couple—they wanted to annoy Sloan so that she would leave them alone.

"You two—"

Sloan stomped her feet angrily when she realized that Darryl and Yvette had utterly ignored her presence.

They cuddled, poured wine, and fed each other. Sloan could not bear to look at them as the distasteful scene hurt her.

"Darryl!"

Finally, Sloan could not take it anymore. She stood up ab