In fact, when Matthew was in Neah Bay, there used to be a lot of exotically beautiful women pursuing him. Nevertheless, he was not interested in them at all.


    "I''m Matthew Costner."


    "Costner?" Catherine was surprised. "Yourst name is quite rare."


    "Yeah. It''s because my dad is not from Australia." Matthew said, "I came to Australia this time to pay my respects to my grandparents on my mom''s behalf."


    "It seems like you''re going to leave Australia very soon," Rodney suddenly chipped in.


    "No. I''m waiting for my mom toe." Matthew smiled slightly. "We''re nning to buy a house in Australia. My mom has been living abroad for years, so she''s nning to return here for some time. She''ll be traveling back and forth."


    A sense of disgust overcame Rodney. Apparently, Shaun''s love rival was not going to leave anytime soon. D*mn it.


    Then, the dishes were served one after another.


    Seemingly, it was Matthew''s first time trying crayfish as he did not have the faintest idea how to eat it.


    At the sight of his dazed look, Catherine taught him how to eat step by step. "You just need to pull the ws apart before you eat the meat inside. As for its body, peel it straight from the top. It tastes really good."


    As she was speaking, she ced the crayfish that she had peeled onto Matthew''s te.


    Freya''s and Rodney''s jaws dropped at the same time.


    "Thank you." Matthew began to eat the crayfish, which tasted particrly sweet.


    After learning how to do it, he immediately peeled a crayfish for Catherine. "Look,


    I got it. This is for you since you peeled one for me just now."


    "You can have it," Catherine said.


    "You dislike it, huh?" Disappointed, Matthew blinked his azure eyes, and Catherine''s heart somehow melted.


    "No. Thank you, then." She quickly took over the crayfish.


    Rodney and Freya seemed like third wheels during the meal.


    Once Matthew finished the crayfish, he went to the restroom on the second floor to wash his hands.


    Freya was finally full of vigor. "F*ck. How did you get to know such a handsome, mixed-race man? God is unfair. Why are you always surrounded by attractive men? I''m really jealous."


    As Freya''s husband, Rodney was so exasperated that he tightened his grip on his fork.


    What the f*ck. Was she treating him like a dead man? Why was Freya jealous? That guy was good-looking, but did that guy look better than him?


    "When I went to buy some stuff this morning, I saw him getting robbed by a few hooligans, so I lent him a hand," Catherine exined.


    "Oh, God. You ran into a wonderful man just like that. If I had known this earlier, I would''ve apanied you this morning. Although I''m pregnant, I should be able to beat up a few hooligans." A miserable look crossed Freya''s face.


    Rodney closed his eyes and nearly broke the fork in his hand.


    All of a sudden, Catherine nced at Rodney sympathetically and coughed lightly. "Let''s eat."


    "You''d better keep a distance from that guy. You already have Shaun." Rodney could not help but remind Catherine. "Shaun can''t afford to endure the pain of losing you again."


    Catherine was momentarily stunned before she replied with a smile, "You''re overthinking it. I treat him just like a brother. Somehow, I feel a sense of familiarity in him."


    Freya and Rodney exchanged nces, which was rare.


    D*mn. Shaun would be in danger this time.


    Rtionships that got out of hand all began from a sense of affability and familiarity, right?