Married in a Flash Embarking on the Journey to Wealth

Chapter 39

“Mom.” Aurelia hesitantly interrupted Linda’s praise and shifted the conversation. “Apart from disliking pasta, does Mr. Snyder have any other food preferences?”

The silence stretched for more than ten seconds after Linda heard her question. Aurelia assumed it was a signal issue.

“Mom? Mom? Can you hear me?”

“Leslie told you that he dislikes pasta? Did he… Personally mention it to you?” Linda sounded startled.

“Yes. Mom, is there something wrong?” Aurelia was puzzled.

“When Leslie was young, there was a school project where kids had to make carbonara for their parents. Coincidentally, it was his father’s birthday.”

“Leslie tried his best to make carbonara for his father, but it ended with him being scolded and hearing hurtful words.

“He doesn’t hate the taste of pasta. It’s certain implications associated with it that he despises. Since then, he never eats pasta.”

Linda’s tone turned melancholic as she recounted the event.

Aurelia stood amidst the vast array of shelves as her gaze lost its luster. She couldn’t fathom the disappointment that Leslie had felt in his childhood.

she offered him pasta earlier, he had not shown any signs of disdain. Perhaps, it

“Mom, I got it.”

ravioli I make, but I’m not skilled at it and they tend to fall apart. Yet, he still finishes them

take good care of Leslie. He isn’t as difficult as you might think. Don’t dislike him just because

might consider leaving Leslie

worry,” Aurelia said as she pushed the cart toward

won’t disturb your shopping anymore.” With that, Linda concluded their

“Okay, bye.”

the call. After having purchased some ingredients for ravioli dough, she proceeded to

the place was pitch black. Leslie had

in the refrigerator. She then set aside some meat and vegetables to start making the

that could

to wrap over 80 ravioli. She then used the remaining fillings to make around 20 smaller ones, to be a late–night snack

the fridge. After completing everything, she

was almost

for a moment, then she decided to

will you

was no response

the right time to cook them yet. Otherwise, they might

and opened her laptop. The name “Ian” Florence had mentioned suddenly came to mind. Out of curiosity,

she delved deeper, Aurelia found herself increasingly intrigued and interested in this name. There were a few articles