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.

have food poisoning,” he said calmly, then took another sip

was getting at,

the end, she insisted on trying the outcome

her face certainly changed the instant she put some of the vinegar ribs into

vinegar ribs! Why was it

at her reaction and handed

took it and drank a mouthful before turning to John. “How

such sincerity,”

was speechless, he suggested, “Your omelets are actually good, Ms. Sachs.”

bit her lip.

learn from Zoe and do this on her own,

table, Cordy returned to

taking the occasional sips of red wine, thinking to herself just then that the good–looking ones seemed to

said

one person who can cook around the house is plenty enough,” he said bluntly.

not say a word against that, and she

looked up at him, mustered her courage, and asked, “Do

thought I had been plenty obvious,”

I don’t like you that much,” Cordy said

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