Chapter 39

Mark seemed oblivious to any undercurrent in the conversation or perhaps chose not to delve deeper. With a gentle smile, he said, “No worries. Why don’t you all wash up?

Dinner’s almost ready.”

Mark was quite the chef. The table was laden with dishes that were a feast for the senses, making everyone’s mouth water.

Steven and Christine couldn’t stop singing his praises.

I couldn’t help but join in, “Mark, your cooking skills are totally amazing!”

“Give it a try, see if you like it,” Mark encouraged as he brought out the last two dishes, placing a plate of spicy shrimp in front of me with a warm smile. “You should like this

one.”

I was

surprised.

But before I could speak up, Bryant’s cool voice interjected, “She can’t handle spicy food. You might have been close

quick to correct him, her tone playful despite the seriousness of her words, “after

was a

had

his preferences, yet he never took

frowned slightly, a trace of confusion in his eyes. “You like spicy?”

ate it deliberately, maintaining eye contact with his beautiful, deep-set eyes as I earnestly replied, “Bryant, I don’t like bland food; it’s

the atmosphere turned even

it wasn’t the right moment

his patience, and this only served to

held my tongue for three years. Was there ever going to be a “right”

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so willful, lowered his proud head in front

make meals that you like,” he

was speechless, my heart swelling with

but it wasn’t enough to set

the contrary, this made it

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