He picked up a piece of meat and put it in Molly's bowl, followed by green vegetables, also placed in Molly's bowl...
Finally, when his chopsticks reached the fish in front of him, they hesitated for a moment.
The next second, he looked up at her.
Evelyn Sherman's breath caught!
He was only interested in serving Molly, not eating anything himself. Could it be that he didn't like the food?
That's not right. He clearly loved these dishes four years ago... or had he figured something out?
She was still too impatient!
"The noodles are ready, I'll serve them for you." Evelyn hurriedly turned around and rushed to the kitchen.
"..." Chester Yale watched her receding figure, and after a long while, he stared at the favorite dishes in front of him, with a strange light in his dark eyes.
It had been four years, yet she still remembered what he liked to eat?
One dish could be a coincidence, but all of them? He didn't believe in so many coincidences.