Chapter 297:

When Kristopher pocketed his phone and returned to the villa, Belinda and Marc were already seated at the dining table, enjoying a meal.

Marc, sitting slightly to the side of Belinda, was enthusiastically slurping noodles. He lavished praise on her culinary skills, exclaiming, “Miss Nelson, this bowl of noodles is the best I’ve had in years! I’ve only ever seen you prepare breakfast for Mr. Cox, and while it looked appealing, I never imagined it would taste this exquisite!”

Somewhat flustered by the continuous compliments, Belinda responded, “If you really enjoy it, I’d be happy to make it for you again sometime.”

Marc’s response was nothing new. He was the fourth person, following Madisyn, Joyce, and Anthony, to acclaim her cooking.

Her offer immediately lit up Marc’s eyes. “Really? Can I look forward to more in the future? It’s so…”

Before Marc could finish his words, he was abruptly interrupted. “Enough with the chatter,” a deep male voice interjected from behind them, adding with a touch of irritation, “You never stop talking, even while eating noodles.”

fell silent, instinctively scooting his chair to the side to clear a space for Kristopher to sit directly opposite

compliance, raised an eyebrow but remained silent as he took

had gotten cold, which was less than ideal since he preferred his food

at the cooled noodles, Belinda suggested, “Would you like me to warm

Kristopher pushed the bowl of

Belinda

thrill at g αℓ


had accommodated his preferences, including reheating his food. Now, despite their divorce, he seemed to expect her to

Kristopher looked

clearly unable to understand what was

then let out a self-deprecating laugh. “It’s nothing,” she

a result. She felt that assisting him now was

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