Chapter 183 The barbecue arrived in delightful bamboo baskets, the air rich with the intoxicating scent of chili and cumin.

The scene mirrored their earlier visit—a rare moment of shared closeness.

A flicker of nostalgia softened Elizabeth’s mood.

She savored the fish porridge, feeling her stomach settle, and eagerly prepared to grab a prawn skewer.

reach forward, Elijah intercepted, placing

was about to protest, his gaze fell

adorned with silver cat-eye polish, intricate butterfly rhinestones catching the

going to peel prawns

about ingesting nail

her

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