My Birthday, My Downfall novel Chapter 79

Lauren's expression faltered slightly before she followed him with a smile. "We were running late, and now there are no free tables. You don't mind if we share a table, do you?"

Without waiting for our response, Hank sat down beside me.

Marco's eyes widened in disbelief, and he quickly got up to switch seats with him.

"What are you thinking? Does it make sense for me to sit next to her?"

Hank, now pushed to the seat across from me, looked slightly displeased, as if waiting for me to say something.

Avoiding his gaze, I handed the menu to Lauren. "Lauren, you can order what you two want. My brother and I have already decided."

Lauren took the menu with a smile, speaking casually, "Janet, the yam and pork rib soup you made was so delicious. It's way better than anything you can buy outside."

Her words confirmed my suspicion—Hank had asked me to make the soup for her.

I smiled faintly but didn't respond.

Marco, however, looked genuinely pleased. "She had this crazy idea to take up cooking classes recently. I was worried she'd blow up the kitchen, but it turns out she's a quick learner. I wonder which lucky guy will benefit from her skills in the future."

Hank's amused expression faded slightly at Marco's remark.

He took a sip of tea, his tone indifferent as he asked, "Janet, are you thinking about dating?"

I looked at him with a puzzled expression.

Remembering what he had said in the lounge the other day, I nodded slightly. "I'm 26 now. It's time to think about dating. If you have someone suitable in mind, Hank, I'd appreciate your recommendation."

"You've finally come around!" Marco was more excited than anyone else. Laughing heartily, he said, "I've tried to set you up so many times before, but you always refused. Now that you're open to the idea, I'll do my best to find you a great boyfriend!"

Hank's lips tightened into a thin line after Marco's declaration, his gaze fixed intently on me, as if trying to read something from my expression.

Noticing the shift in his mood, Lauren smiled sweetly and said, "Janet is so lucky to have such a caring brother. I'm honestly a little jealous. But, you know, I think Hank would be a good match for her. Why not—"

"What's the matter? Why are you here?" Marco asked.

Facing him, she pretended to look embarrassed, glancing at me briefly before saying, "Marco, you know Hank and I grew up together. We've been on and off for years, but there's still something between us."

"It was my fault for suggesting a breakup during our argument. This time, I want to confess to him and get back together. Can you help me?"

If I hadn't experienced what I did in my previous life, I would have confidently told her that Hank was in love with me.

That he would never agree to her and that she should give up on the idea.

But because of everything that happened in my past life, I knew the truth—Hank still cared about her.

They were the ones who truly belonged together.

"Of course! That's an easy favor," Marco said, offering an objective opinion. "We've all seen what's going on between you two. It's clear Hank hasn't moved on. If you confess, it's bound to work out!"