Later, I arrived at Spring Restaurant. "Mr. Fowler, sorry for the waiting. The traffic was heavy." I scratched my head and looked at Gordon apologetically.
"It's okay. I just arrived," Gordon smiled and gestured for me to sit down.
Then, he said, "Miss Calvert, don't call me Mr. Fowler. It's too formal. Just call me Gordon."
I handed him the menu and said, "Okay, Gordon. You can call me Isabel."
Gordon smiled. Soon, all the dishes were served.
The waiter said with a smile, "Miss, sir, hope you'll enjoy this meal."
Just as I was about to pick up the food, I casually looked up and saw a pair of pitiful eyes.
I thought to myself, Oh, no. This is bad.
"I'm sorry, Gordon. I think I need to use the washroom now."
I smiled apologetically at Gordon and then got up to walk to Trey.
"Trey, what are you doing here? I just came to have dinner with him."
Resignedly, I held Trey's hand and walked to a corner.
He said, "Isabel, you're my girlfriend, but you didn't have dinner with me. Now, you're even having a blind date with someone else."
Trey sounded aggrieved, and I suddenly felt very guilty.