Reborn: I Won't Chase You Anymore, School Prince

Chapter 276: He’s Not Right in the Head

A dish for four bucks hardly sounds like anything worth eating.If something goes wrong, he’d have to take her to the hospital.

But seeing Ashley Shaw getting annoyed, he could only swallow back what he was going to say.

Unfortunately, his stomach was starting to rumble.

Choosing between finding another place to eat alone and staying here to eat with Ashley Shaw, he reluctantly chose the latter.

Only Ashley Shaw could get him to eat a four-dollar dish.

He definitely wasn’t going to touch the eggplant; it wasn’t cooked.

Looking at the stir-fried tomato and eggs, it at least looked normal.

Warren Prescott picked up a small piece of egg and put it in his mouth. The next second, something sharp pricked his tongue, and he felt a fragment graze over it.hing I admire about you."

[Translation of Warren’s subtext: Why is it only when talking to me that you don’t seem happy?]

Ashley Shaw refused to reply.

She was afraid that if she relayed her conversation with the cashier to him, he’d tear the place down.

She looked around.

Outside the airport, there were fewer places to eat than inside, with just a limited number of choices.

"What do you want to eat?" Ashley Shaw simply let him choose.

"Are you full?" Warren asked.

Ashley Shaw shook her head, then nodded.

"If you eat, I’ll eat a bit more too. If you don’t, it’s fine. I’m not hungry anymore. Do you want to eat?"

"Only dead people don’t eat."

Ashley Shaw was speechless.

"Can you not be so blunt?"

Why are you like a firecracker, ready to blast at any moment?

Hadn’t she already given in, choosing not to eat at that fast-food place?

Warren wanted to retort that she was the one who treated him differently, but he held back.

"Follow me. The food here isn’t fit for humans."

Ashley Shaw instinctively glanced around, relieved no one was nearby.

Otherwise, she feared someone might hear and come over to beat him up.

Beating Warren was fine; she just hoped she wouldn’t get caught up in it.

"What are you scared of? I’m telling the truth."

Ashley Shaw didn’t follow up on that, asking instead, "Where to?"

"Just come with me."

Warren took the lead, and Ashley Shaw followed behind.

He passed by all the restaurants, walking for about ten minutes, stopping near a security checkpoint.

"What are you doing here?"

"You’ll see when we get there."

He wore an expression of "Just wait, you’ll be surprised."

For once, Ashley Shaw saw a youthful naivety in him that suited his age.

Earlier in the company, if it weren’t for Warren’s somewhat young face, she might have mistaken him for the Warren Prescott from her past life.

Not long after, a man with an airport badge came over.

"Young Master Prescott, sorry for the wait... really sorry..."

"No need for the chatter, I’m in a hurry. Let’s go."

Warren’s tone was impolite, yet the man was nothing but honored, not daring to show any discontent.

As if being reprimanded by Warren was a privilege.

"Yes, both of you, follow me."

The man smiled, nodded, and led the way in one direction.

They took a route Ashley Shaw had never walked before, leading to a large lounge.

Ashley Shaw recognized it immediately.

VIP lounge.

She’d been there once before, after Elder Prescott’s funeral, flying back to Aethelgard with the Prescott Family from Westcroft.

Since then, she hadn’t left the city, dedicating her life to being a full-time housewife in Aethelgard.

She never knew you could get into this place without a boarding pass.

But then she thought, where couldn’t Warren Prescott go if he wanted?