No Remarriage for us Stay Away by Livia Storm

Chapter 458 Are You Still Afraid I Will Leave

It was already noon when Zachary instructed his driver to head straight to a certain restaurant.

The waiter led the pair to a private dining room on the second floor before politely presenting them with the menu.

Zachary had visited this place a few times before but only noticed the lamb dishes on the menu this time, likely due to him not fancying them.

Casually flipping through the menu, Lenora randomly selected a few dishes.

After that, Zachary told the waiter, "I want to add lamb stew and lamb ribs."

"You certainly have good taste, sir. These two are our specialties," the waiter noted with a smile.

"Isn't it too much food?"

"No worries, we can take the leftovers home."

Zachary handed the menu back to the waiter. "That will be all."

While they waited for their meal, the two casually chatted.

Zachary was meticulously listed all the upcoming new products from the subsidiaries and studios of Fuller Group, asking Lenora which one piqued her interest.

As long as Lenora made a choice, he could arrange for her to conduct a product shoot for them.

If she desired to work for a magazine, he was also willing to make a recommendation.

Lenora hadn't expected him to be serious. She laughed lightly and said, "No rush. Let's wait until I really can't find a job first."

Roughly ten minutes had passed when the waitstaff had finished serving the dishes.

Somehow, when Lenora saw those two plates of lamb, she surprisingly didn't feel much desire for them. Instead, she found himself reaching for the other dishes instead.

Upon seeing this, Zachary picked up a piece of lamb from the stew for Lenora, placing it on her plate. "Here, give their signature dish a try," he suggested.

Lenora went on to take a piece of lamb, bringing it to her mouth.

An overpowering stench quickly hit her nostrils, causing Lenora's expression to change drastically. In an instant, she dropped her fork and leaned over the trash can, retching. Everything that had just been eaten was thrown up.

his feet, moving to Lenora's

she had nothing left to throw

her feet, casually handing her a glass of water. "How do you

Lenora, pale-faced, said, "I'm alright. For some reason, I suddenly found the mutton overpoweringly gamey

enjoy eating lamb, but to his surprise, she threw up today. Zachary simply assumed that

with his fork and gave it

never been a fan of lamb. Now, due to the influence of the circumstances, he found it even more peculiar. He moved the two plates of lamb to the side, saying, "Let's not eat them anymore." His face darkened slightly, and he promptly pressed

which stirred a sense of unease within her. "Sir, ma'am, how can I assist you?" she asked. When she caught sight of the

suddenly threw up after eating your lamb stew. She loves lamb and has never had this issue before. I suspect that your lamb

tone, the waitress said, "Sir, ma'am, we deeply regret this unfortunate incident. But our restaurant only uses freshly slaughtered lamb, so it's impossible for it to be stale or spoiled. Why don't

restaurant like them would never risk damaging their reputation and brand over

there a few times, naturally because the

who loved lamb, suddenly threw up after smelling the

could easily afford the two dishes and didn't want to put the waitress in a difficult

that these two guests were not to be trifled with, she quickly agreed. "Please wait a moment, I'll go get the manager right away," she

"Wait, I want

"Alright."

"Mr. and Mrs. Fuller I've heard about the situation. My sincerest apologies, it seems our kitchen staff may not have been attentive enough

How does that sound?"

the past, when Zachary used to socialize there, the manager would make a special effort to come over and refill his drink. They even engage

might not be

"How about ten shots?"

saw how sincere the manager was, his expression finally softened. He turned to Lenora,

mutton didn't seem to be spoiled, but rather, it had a strong gamey odor, likely due to improper

"Thank you, Mrs.

he finished speaking, he began pouring himself drinks, each glass full to the

downing ten

red as

Mr. and Mrs. Fuller,

will personally go to the kitchen to

his hand dismissively. "Go on. If this happens again, I'll make sure

you it

breathed a sigh of relief, clutching

waitress brought up a bowl of plain