Chapter 1160 Have Some Breakfast

The atmosphere between the two seemed stagnant, which scared the waiting staff nearby into holding their breaths.

In the end, it was Frank who succumbed. He stepped forward and asked, "Are you hungry? Would you like to have breakfast?"

"Yes."

Lucille would not neglect her own body.

To recover, she needed to have proper meals.

Lucille sat down at the dining table, turned down Frank's goodwill, and stirred the spoon by herself. She munched on the porridge mouthful by mouthful.

Noticing that Frank had not lifted his chopstick in a while, Lucille looked up at him. "Why aren't you eating?"

Only then did Frank begin to eat.

Upon taking the first bite, he furrowed his brows. A gloomy cloud shrouded over his handsome face, and it seemed as if frost would grow.

He took the bowl in front of Lucille, turned to the waiting staff by the side, and asked, "How did you make this? Why is it so salty?"