Edward convinced himself to let it go and focused on his meal.
The moment he took the first bite, the deliciousness of the grilled honey balsamic ribs nearly overwhelmed him. The happiness and satisfaction he felt peaked instantly.
Listening to the increasingly rapid sounds of eating beside her, Macie couldn't help but glance at him with an expression full of unconcealed disdain. She would have thought a pig was wolfing down its food if she didn't know better.
The affection she once had for him was now replaced by repulsion. But for now, she had no choice but to stay in this temporarily disadvantageous situation.
Three dishes, one bowl of macaroni, and a soup—Edward finished everything in just ten minutes. Fully satisfied, he wiped his mouth and hands with a wet tissue.
Meanwhile, Macie had already stepped forward, swiftly collecting the empty containers before turning to leave without hesitation.
Seeing her so eager to leave, Edward couldn't help but ask, "Have you eaten?" He s
