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.

hand could reach forward, Elijah intercepted,

as she was about to protest, his gaze fell on

sported an elaborate design—long and adorned

prawns with those?”

concerned about ingesting

her hand

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