Shortly after, the dishes arrived. Debbie grabbed a pair of clean chopsticks and picked up some food for Carlos. But just as she was about to put some vegetables onto his plate, he stopped her.

Confused, she looked at him. He said calmly, “Let me do it.” He felt like it was a man’s job to do so.

Debbie smiled.

“Never mind. Let me do it. Rest assured, I’m using fresh chopsticks. Don’t complain.“ She knew about his obsession with cleanliness. Since they hadn’t yet restored their former relationship, she wouldn’t dare use her own chopsticks to pick up food for him.

Carlos put down his chopsticks and stared at the woman.

“Debbie.”

“Yes?” Her hand stopped in front of a cucumber dish. ‘Is he… mad at me? Why?’ And then it dawned on her that the bossy man didn’t Like people disobeying his orders.

She lowered her head to

fine. I’m not

uncomfortable. He took

Debbie asked, confused. She had already stopped serving

me. No need to be cautious. No need to fawn over me. Understand?” He felt his heart ache when he saw her act so humbly in front of him.

She stammered, “I… I don’t…” She gazed into his dark eyes and saw the sincerity in them. She felt so nostalgic.

much nicer to me than I am being to you now. Seriously, what I’m doing now is incomparable to what you have done for

their marriage alive. She was too stupid, too weak. She felt

she could make him come back to her, she was willing to do anything for him. Even

And just like that, his lips were on hers,

couldn’t think. Her thoughts were jumbled and blown away

stop until a waiter knocked at

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