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.

to have food poisoning,” he said calmly, then took another sip of his red

could tell what he was getting

the end, she insisted on trying the outcome of her first attempt at cooking!

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

was supposed to be vinegar ribs! Why was it bitter?!

at her reaction and handed her her

before turning to John. “How

to refuse such sincerity,” he said

he suggested, “Your omelets are

bit her

and do this on her own, but it turned out that she was just lacking.

the table, Cordy returned to the kitchen

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

gave myself too much credit,” she said awkwardly, keeping her head

who can cook around the house is plenty

word against that, and

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

been

don’t like you that much,” Cordy said bluntly.

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