Chapter 503:

Leaning on one elbow, Chris tilted his head and squinted slightly.

“Why’ve you been treating me so well lately?”

A flick of her brow lifted as she asked, “You don’t like it?”

Chris’ response came without pause, his head bobbing quickly. “Yes, I love it. I really do.”

Maia’s eyes dropped to the bowl on the table, a playful smile tugging at her lips. “Then prove it — empty that bowl. Not a single drop left behind.”

With a grin and the confidence of a man on a mission, Chris grabbed the spoon.

“This’ll be easy.”

He scooped a generous mouthful, gave it a soft blow to cool it down, then slowly brought it to his lips.

the next second, his expression froze, and he

in disbelief, as if the bowl had

the taste was completely off

every dish, but this… this was something

floated to the surface — roots, herbs, maybe

made his stomach twist. Getting it done might be

of Chris’ mouth, somewhere between amusement and

table, Maia picked up on his hesitation. “Why did you stop after just

???? ??

searching for the right words. “Might’ve gotten a little too cocky

brow lifted in a skeptical arch.

was preparing for battle, Chris said, “Since my

a nod of approval

his nose and leaned in like a soldier marching to his doom. Each spoonful felt like a personal trial, stretching his taste

himself inwardly, “She made this for me. It tastes like boiled socks,

the entire bowl of herbal broth in a single gulp, his hands trembled as he slowly set the bowl aside. His complexion turned a shade paler, and tiny beads of sweat glistened across his

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