Chapter 133

Cordy then gestured. “Try it.”

There was a slight expectation in her eyes, which seemed to twinkle dazzlingly.

John picked up his knife and cut through a slice of the grilled mackerel, politely and elegantly putting it in his mouth and chewed.

He did not react much or give any comment, so Cordy could not tell at all if it was good.

Still, after he had the mackerel, he had one of the vinegar ribs..

And then the rest of the dishes.

When he was done, he picked up his red wine and took a small sip.

“Is it good?” Cordy could not resist asking eventually

Nonetheless, John slowly wiped the corner of his mouth and said, “It’s alright. Not bad.”

“Really?” Cordy quickly picked up her fork and knife, ready to eat.

That was when John’s long fingers suddenly caught her wrist, leaving her frowning.

poisoning,” he said

he was getting at, but smacked his hand

end, she insisted on trying the

some of the

was supposed to be vinegar ribs!

at her reaction and handed her

and drank a mouthful before turning to

difficult to refuse such sincerity,” he

speechless, he suggested, “Your

bit her lip.

to learn from Zoe and do this on her own, but it turned out

returned to the kitchen

thinking to herself just then that the good–looking ones seemed to look good no matter what

she said awkwardly, keeping her

can cook around the house is

say a word against that, and she was left biting

up at him, mustered her courage, and

had been plenty obvious,”

I don’t like you that

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