My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 924:

She recognized Kyson’s tendency to order excessively. Despite her improved financial circumstances, she still felt uncomfortable with food wastage. The idea of spending extravagantly on a meal only to leave most of it uneaten continued to unsettle her.

When the dishes arrived, it became clear that Kyson had indeed ordered abundantly. However, the restaurant distinguished itself not only through its authentic flavors but also with artfully small portions—each dish presented as a delicate, single-bite offering.

Carrie sampled dozens of these miniature creations, which together provided approximately the same sustenance as a single plate of spaghetti would have delivered.

With no server present in the private dining area, Kyson took on the role of host, eagerly narrating the cultural and culinary significance of each dish for Carrie’s benefit.

Despite his earnest attempts to engage her with this specialized knowledge, Carrie found her attention drifting repeatedly, the experience resembling a particularly tedious academic lecture.

noticing her mind wandering for the umpteenth time, Kyson finally asked with concern, “I apologize, is my chosen

struggled with social grace around women, especially someone as beautiful as you. Even in Marina’s absence, it seems I’ve managed to spoil

genuinely interesting. I just tend to be reserved. I’m better at

but I certainly enjoy talking. Even without your active participation, my

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exchange, Kyson shifted from his straightforward culinary exposition to a more interactive approach, steering the conversation

noticeably became more verbally

exhaled with relief, grateful that his social awareness hadn’t completely failed him and that he had managed to recognize and

exited the private

door open, she lost her balance and began to tumble

collapse fully against him. At that precise moment, a woman passed by the doorway, trailing a