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.

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

always struggled with social grace around women, especially someone as beautiful

I just tend to

I certainly enjoy talking. Even without your active participation, my conversational flow remains

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culinary exposition to a more interactive approach, steering the

became more verbally responsive and

relief, grateful that his social awareness hadn’t completely failed him and

the private dining room, which featured a distinctive

began to tumble backward. Her fingers grasped desperately

from behind and stabilizing her without letting her collapse fully against him. At that precise moment, a woman passed by