Chapter 238 The Taste of Cherry Wine

Chapter 238 The Taste of Cherry Wine

“Leila, how’s the taste?”

James had always been a quick learner.

Before meeting her in person, he had eve few top chefs.

spent an entire afternoon learning barbecue techniques from a

He thought his skills weren’t bad–but whe standing in front of someone he liked, even a confident man could become uncertain and cautious. He was nervous that his cooking might not suit her palate.

“It’s really good.”

Lily had no intention of getting any more entangled with him, but tasting the grilled eggplant he’d made just for her, and seeing the warmth and anticipation in his eyes, she couldn’t bring herself to say anything

cold or dismissive..

Maybe it was just the heat from the grill, but after hearing her praise, James‘ ears turned red in an instant.

He didn’t say another word. Once the eggplant was done, he grilled skewers. After the skewers, fish. After the fish, shrimp…

Every time he finished a batch, he couldn’t help but bring them over to her.

It became a routine he never seemed to tire of.

“Elias, I really can’t eat another bite. I’m gonna explode.”

Seeing him approaching again with two unfamiliar–looking fish skewers, Lily quickly waved him off. “You eat. My stomach’s already round.”

James had been worried she hadn’t eaten enough.

saw the way she scrunched up her little face, rubbing her belly with a pitiful look, he finally relented and set the skewers aside. Instead, he took out a few bottles of fruit wine and placed them in

you say you used to love cherry wine when

brew a few batches for you.

did

brewer. He used to tell her kids weren’t allowed to drink–but whenever he drank, she’d

the orchard and made her

wine.

got her drunk. It

cherry season came, she’d stay at his house for a few days just to beg him

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Grandpa passed. And not long after, her parents were gone too. She hadn’t

in a chat would stick with James–that he’d actually go out of his way to

the rack nearby, beautiful glass bottles gleamed. And

white peach, lychee, blueberry, passionfruit…

this one too–blueberry. It’s really good. Want

he poured and her eyes lit up with pure joy, a rare smile bloomed in

“Sure.”

he quickly poured her

tried the strawberry. Her lips grew

lips move,

directly at her mouth. His ears

found really was top–notch–every flavor tasted

and low in alcohol, so she didn’t give

she realized it, she’d tasted

last glass, her

does it feel like the mountain’s spinning?

in a panic and grabbed

the ground itself was tilting. Instead of dragging him

“Earthquake?”

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