There was so much mouthwatering food arranged on the table and Jesy picked the lighter foods and finger food for dessert. It looked and seemed as if Jesy ate her food without a care in the world, at least that was what anybody would think if they spared her a glance. But in actual truth, Jesy was super conscious of herself and also because she felt Trevor's constant gaze on her. As much as she would love to smear butter on his eyes and stop him from shamelessly looking at her, she couldn't do it knowing what the consequences might be, she didn't wish for death, she still wanted to live long. She felt very uncomfortable under his unwavering stare. Was there something on her face? Jesy braced herself and was about to open her mouth and speak up her question to Trevor when she felt a kick on her leg and she didn't need anyone to tell her before she would know who was behind it.