After her rebirth by Cici

Chapter 32

Katniss didn't mean to gawk at his junk, but there she was, caught red-handed. It was so awkward. Her brain was scrambling for a way out!

Blushing like crazy, she blurted out, "Wow, your hands are like, art or something!" Maximilian just stared at his hands, totally baffled by the random compliment.

Katniss thought, if she dared to call Maximilian handsome, he'd probably flip out. She bit her lip, reminding herself to keep it cool.

Maximilian was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, the golden boy of his family. Even with his chronic illness, people had been kissing up to him his whole life. He definitely didn't need her sweet talk. She still remembered the first time they met, Maximilian had told her not to bother trying to butter him up.

He probably hated that kind of stuff.

Maximilian coughed lightly, noticing Katniss's red face, and a small smirk played on his lips.

Even though he was as quiet as ever, she could tell he was in a better mood. The vibe around him was way more chill than before.

would get the cold

popped open the thermos, and the steam that rose up made

his eyes as the aroma filled his nostrils, making his taste buds do a happy dance and his mouth water like crazy. The

at the soup bowl with wide eyes, swallowing hard as his appetite kicked into

tasty food, this soup was on another level,

from a five-star restaurant,

fresh, savory taste spread in his mouth like a spring breeze, bringing a touch of comfort. Each sip danced on his tongue, telling a story of softness and richness. With each sip, he felt more relaxed, the tiredness and gloom on his face slowly fading, replaced by warmth and comfort. The nutrients

and Katniss both staring at

Tastes good?" Maximilian smiled

to say she wasn't hungry, but seeing

her to the living room, suddenly remembering the dessert in the fridge.

followed Felix to the kitchen, her eyes glued to the big

way fancier than the old