Chapter 823 Childish

Emelie loved Eastern cuisine. During her three years in Faldoria, she mostly ate Eastern food. Wesley, who had lived abroad for over a decade, was accustomed to Achelean food.

However, whenever they dined together, Wesley would always accommodate Emelie's preferences. He always ensured that the Eastern chefs in the estate prepared the meals.

This meal was also pure Eastern cuisine. There was steamed fish, garlic and vermicelli shrimp, braised pork ribs with chestnuts, fish in spicy pickled broth, tomato and potato stew with beef brisket, and black pepper ribs.

There were all hearty dishes, prepared to make up for the hardships Emelie had endured in recent days.

However, William smirked after taking a look at the spread.

He asked Emelie, "Do you not eat here often?"

"What?" Emelie responded.

William served her a bowl of soup. "The kitchen doesn't even know you don't eat spicy food."

of the ten dishes, six

Emelie wasn't familiar with the Denning Residence,

calm. "Mr. Middleton, you think you're clever, but there's a limit. Why not taste the food yourself first and

chefs knew the right amount of chili to use. They preserved the

getting married next month, Mr. Middleton, and you still think I don't know Emelie's taste? That's

so sharply to anyone. However, just as William frowned

placed some vegetables on Emelie's plate. This was her must-have

softly, "Mr. Graham doesn't eat spicy food either. The chef is well aware of

doesn't eat spicy food," William remarked coldly. "It seems like your tastes are

shared hometown of Capebatt City, implying similar tastes. Yet, it could also suggest a

turned cold, colder than a March's

it before placing the meat

shrimp but hate getting your hands dirty. If no one peels

Emelie can help herself. Mr. Middleton, you should

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