My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 951:

The table was lined with small plates—one filled with pure crab roe, another with roe stir-fried alongside tender crab meat, and several others containing different preparations of crab. The presentation was exquisite.

Carrie picked up her fork, lifted a portion of noodles, and took a bite. The moment it touched her tongue, the deep umami of crab roe blended with the sweetness of the fresh crab meat, spreading across her taste buds. The seasoning was minimal, allowing the natural flavors to shine.

The noodles themselves were fresh, handmade, and perfectly chewy. After the initial burst of crab roe, the delicate wheat fragrance of the noodles followed, creating a well-balanced taste.

Curious, she sampled the different crab dishes. There was steamed claw meat, served with a drizzle of fragrant vinegar that enhanced its natural sweetness. Another plate contained stir-fried crab meat, rich and glistening with oil. A third dish presented crab baked with cheese, a fusion of creamy indulgence and delicate seafood flavors.

As she ate, a thought surfaced, unbidden. She recalled the days she had spent peeling shrimp and crabs for Kristopher, believing such small gestures held meaning. But now, sitting here, she understood why he had never been moved. Wealthy people never needed to peel their own crabs. In their world, everything was prepared, refined, effortless. Those small, sentimental gestures that might warm the hearts of ordinary people held little significance for them.

but in reality, the comforts of privilege dulled the very emotions that made romance

in her mouth. The thought

fork hovering over her plate. He set down his own and asked gently,

of her

and

opens doors to

of flowers passed by the

Kyson with a bright smile. “Sir, would

fanned out gracefully with a mysterious

the light, while the wavy, irregular edges added an effortless

seen flowers like these. She couldn’t help