Ethan Grant discovered that Shirley Thorne was quite stubborn.
The two of them reached the restaurant entrance without either giving an inch.
Ethan Grant had been a soldier, so weighted training was basic for him. Carrying Shirley Thorne for two or three miles would have been no problem.
Let alone this short walk to the restaurant.
But Shirley Thorne had no experience being a human sandbag!
For the sake of reimbursement, she stubbornly held on, chattering nonstop the whole way, trying to coax a single word of forgiveness out of Ethan Grant.
The more she acted like this, the less likely Ethan Grant was to relent.
'This girl has no idea what she did wrong!'
"Sir, Madam, you two are..."
The restaurant staff member who greeted them was so dumbfounded by their peculiar pose that he couldn't even maintain his professional smile.
'What... what are they doing?'
