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Chapter 120

Author: Edelweiss W.S.
Claire tore off a piece of the fish batter and dipped it into the tartar sauce I had prepared. Her eyes lit up. "Oh my god, this is amazing!"

"Hey, slow down. Isn't the food still burning?" I chuckled, amused.

Why did she react like she had never eaten something this simple before? Claire's family should be well-off enough to have tasted better than this.

"No, it's not burning! I'm just… blown away by you! I hereby declare you've earned five stars from the prestigious Claireaty Rating!" she chirped. "Your wife seriously had no idea what she lost!"

We sat across from each other at the table. Grease glistened on her lips as she grinned.

I clinked my mug against hers. "Thank you, thank you."

Dinner was wonderful.

Claire insisted on doing the dishes and sent me to my room.

"Come on, you don't have to worry about me burning the house down while washing dishes. Go! You should rest, Mr. Masterchef!" she said. "Do you know how bad I'd feel if I hadn't contributed anything to dinner?"

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