Rebecca quickly took the two skewers of beef from his hands. "Thanks."Vance had specifically said beef. She knew why.There had been one time when she, Jenny, and a few other classmates were buying grilled skewers from a street cart outside school. Vance had been there, too.She had casually mentioned, "I want beef, not lamb. I don't like the gamey smell."He had an excellent memory. After all, he was one of the top students in their grade. It all depended on whether he wanted to remember.They had been married for five years, yet she felt like he had never remembered her preferences. So, why did he remember now?She bit into the meat. It was a little dry and overcooked. His cooking skills weren't that great yet at this age.But that night, he seemed unusually interested in grilling. He kept working nonstop, never eating any himself. No matter what he grilled, the last portion always ended up in her hands.When he finally handed her a grilled sardine, she waved him off. "I'm f
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