The CEO's Amazing Ex-Wife Is Back! by H. Dally

Chapter 150

Thalassa immediately morphed her laughter into coughs, grabbing a glass of water from the table to cover it up.

“Are you okay?” Kris asked.

“Yes. I just had something in my throat,” she replied, waving him off as she set the glass back down.

Kris fought the urge to smile, not fooled in the slightest. What he had heard was definitely a laugh, and the fact that she tried to disguise it as a cough confirmed that it had something to do with him. His heart swelled with hope.

“So, shall we begin?” he asked, taking the seat to her right and pulling the lid off his own plate. “Oh, and in case you’re wondering how a one–armed man managed to cook this very sumptuous food, I did have help from one of your security guys. He helped move things and chopped the pork cheeks for me, but I swear the actual cooking was all me.”

“I didn’t ask,” Thalassa said tersely. She was still annoyed at herself for laughing.

Despite her irritation, her mouth watered as the aroma of the carbonara hit her senses. But she couldn’t let him know how eager she was to taste it.

Picking up her fork, she poked at the food for several moments, pretending she wasn’t interested. But she couldn’t resist for long.

Finally, she took a forkful and shoved it into her mouth. The combination of pasta, eggs, pepper, and cheese exploded on her tongue. She clamped her mouth shut, trying to suppress a moan. It tasted almost exactly like her own version of the dish–the one Kris had always tried to recreate.

“So? What do you think?” Kris asked, watching her expectantly. He hadn’t taken a bite yet because he was waiting for her judgment.

that she wasn’t spitting it out was enough for

know, it’s my first time making it in four years,” Kris remarked quietly, his throat tightening.

realizing he was referring to the time before they got married. Not bothering to reply, she shoveled another

thing about cooking until I met you? I hated it. God, I used to

chuckle. “I only learned because of you. You made me love cooking. But after we divorced, I couldn’t even attempt this dish because

“I’m not sure why you’re telling me this,” she said coldly,

fell slightly, but he pressed on. “I want you to know that even when we were apart, I never stopped thinking

mess with her

him.

I prepared a special dinner for us–for you. I went through all the trouble of setting it up

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marriage had survived a year, despite

swallowed hard, his throat

showed up,” she cut him off, her voice devoid of emotion. “You didn’t bother to answer my calls either. I sat there like an idiot, waiting for you. Your mother, your siblings, even your aunt–everyone knew you weren’t coming. They passed by every other minute, mocking me. You made me a

meet her eyes. “I… You have no idea how much I wish I could change that. I should’ve

voice like ice. You chose not to be there, Kris. And when you finally came home the next day, do you remember what you said when I asked you why? You looked me dead in the eye and told me there was nothing worth celebrating and anniversary with a