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.

could reach forward, Elijah intercepted,

to protest, his gaze fell on

and adorned with silver cat-eye polish,

going to peel prawns with those?”

ingesting nail polish and

waved her

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