Chapter 374: The Feeling of Having Liked

Wilfred placed the food onto the coffee table, his face wrinkling like a bitter melon.

He had thought that Anna Jadwin would come and persuade his young master to take care of his body and eat something.

Even if Wilfred's mouth would rot from talking, Wayne would not take a single bite!

A large hand suddenly reached out and took up the chopsticks.

Wayne Bailey, with his shaky body, sat on the sofa, holding up a bowl of meat porridge and began to eat.

Wilfred stared in astonishment, watching as his young master mechanically picked up food, ate, drank soup...

Not a trace of emotion, not a taste bud, it was as painful as chewing wax.

Every swallow took great effort.

Wilfred hurriedly scooped up a bowl of soup. Ms. Sullivan really had a knack; just saying a few words before leaving, and his young master's mouth started eating?

Having regained some energy, Wayne Bailey entered the bathroom to take a bath.

After bathing and shaving, Wayne appeared much more refreshed.