Pearl was determined to see what Richard had cooked, but he blocked her view. "I told you not to look, so you shouldn't." Richard couldn't accept that he failed, looking awkward and disappointed at his botched attempt.

"Don't worry. I'll love anything you make," Pearl reassured him.

Her words managed to sway him, but her expression changed drastically when she finally saw the plated dishes.

The fish was burnt to a crisp, and the pork ribs looked overseasoned and unappetizing. Pearl regretted her earlier statement about loving anything he made. Who wouldn't be repulsed by this?

expression and tried to maintain his composure. "Alright, we should throw the food out

and rubbery texture. Despite her discomfort, she forced a smile. "It's not too bad. The ribs are a little overcooked, so next time, be careful not to cook them for too long. The taste is fine. It's a good

warmness in his heart, knowing she was being polite. He had tasted the food himself and found it inedible.

"No, I think they're fine," she said, trying to salvage

Richard gently touched her hair, appreciating her

so long, Pearl didn't feel like going out. After some discussion, they settled

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