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.

us to have food poisoning,” he said

what he was getting at,

end, she insisted on trying the outcome

on her face certainly changed the instant she put some of the vinegar ribs into her mouth and she spat

be vinegar ribs! Why was

chuckled at her reaction and handed her her drink.

took it and drank a mouthful before turning to John. “How did you stomach that?!”

to refuse such sincerity,” he said with a

was speechless, he suggested, “Your omelets

bit her

this on her own,

table, Cordy returned to the

as John ate the pasta while taking the occasional sips of red wine, thinking to herself just then that the good–looking ones seemed

said awkwardly, keeping her head down as

alright–having one person who can cook around the house is plenty enough,”

a word against that, and she was left biting

at him, mustered her courage, and asked, “Do you

thought I had been plenty

I don’t like you that much,”

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