The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer by Dream Searcher

Chapter 392

Soren hugged me tightly and kissed my forehead, his restraint evident.

I could tell he was trying to control how much he missed me with all these people around. I felt the same way, too.

I wished we didn’t have to eat. I just wanted to return to the hotel and do something adults would understand.

But with our tagalongs, I had to suppress that impulse as well.

During the meal, Soren remarked, “Ugh, the food isn’t as good as your cooking. It’s so mediocre.”

He had been complaining nonstop since he started eating. He just wasn’t used to foreign cuisine.

It reminded me of what my coworkers did whenever they lid to travel abroad.

I chuckled. “Some of my colleagues bring instant noodles with them.”

do that?”

food. As long as

to the neglect in the Jones family. All I ever ate was leftovers, or sometimes nothing at all. I was never

even though foreign cuisine wasn’t what I was used to, at least it was prepared with fresh ingredients. That

a choice back then. Now, you’re different. You can demand

“I owe someone a gazillion bucks, but I’ve been eating well every day. I’ve even gotten our bonus from last year. I haven’t paid you back yet because I’ve

It feels like I came all the way to Medhelanon just to collect

your

that’s not why you’re here. And I’m sure you’re rich enough not to worry about money! But… I feel bad. I

being free from my debt. It would take the weight off

Soren didn’t answer.

each other, I think I have a role to play as the man. I should take on more for my

quite understand, so I stared at him, confused.

for you. You don’t need

1 froze.

I was you