My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 950:

A mere five-hundred-meter walk stretched into nearly ten minutes. Finally, Kyson came to a stop in front of a small, understated shop. He turned to her with a rare hint of excitement. “We’re here.”

Carrie looked up. A wooden signboard hung above the entrance, decorated with an illustration of crabs and noodles. The rich, savory scent of crab roe filled the air, making her stomach tighten with unexpected hunger.

Inside, Kyson led her to a table by the window and gestured for her to sit. “You like crabs, don’t you? You have to try the crab roe noodles here. The portions are huge.”

Carrie blinked in surprise. “How did you know I like crabs?” It wasn’t exactly a secret, but after moving to Isonridge, she had never mentioned it to anyone. Even Marina, her closest friend here, hadn’t heard her talk about it. Had her cousins told him?

Kyson noticed the slight furrow in Carrie’s brow and chuckled. “Relax, your cousins didn’t spill your little secrets.”

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words. She felt exposed, as if he had read her thoughts too easily. Her first instinct was to deny it, but that would only make her

poured her a cup of tea. “Every time you eat out, if there’s crab on the table—whether it’s stir-fried, sashimi, or steamed—you always reach for it. That tells me you don’t just like a specific dish; you love crab itself. And generally, people

evidence to confirm that yet, so

Carrie’s initial discomfort faded.

feelings for her, but there was nothing wrong with that—after all, she had never

love seafood, and I also enjoy spicy food. We should plan a

could finish, Kyson smoothly cut in,

their special ginger tea. It doesn’t have that sharp spiciness ginger usually has—just a

other opportunities to tell him about her and Daxton. Since

was indeed unique—delicate, smooth, with

they spoke, the waiter returned with their