Suddenly, her eyes felt sour and a bit warm.
Tears welled up in her peach blossom eyes instantly. Deboning the fish, how could he suddenly be so kind?
She still remembered when she was young, once having a meal with her mother, the carp was too delicious and tempting, she ate too quickly and got a fishbone stuck in her throat. At that time, her throat even bled... It scared her mother, who didn’t even finish eating, rushing her to the hospital. She couldn’t even remember how she got better.
Ever since then, she’s had a shadow about fish, especially carp with all its thin, numerous bones. Later, she preferred crabs and lobsters, no bones, no risk of choking. Because her mother was no longer there, if she choked, who would take her to the hospital?
The fish in her mouth was supposed to be delicious, but as she chewed, it turned slightly bitter...
From childhood to now, besides her mother, no one else had ever deboned fish for her... not even her previous husband.
She found her eyes moist again.
"What’s wrong?" he suddenly leaned in, "Baby, not tasty?"
Before she could answer, he hastily said, "Alright, alright! If it’s not good, don’t eat it! Clear it all away! Remove all the carp! Tomorrow I’ll prepare a full Manchu-Han banquet for you! Have the banquet, no fish, okay?"
Why did she cry for no reason?
Whenever she cried, he got anxious, no one told her that when she cried, he just wanted to make things right.
Oh well, never mind, little buns make a nuisance, let it be. He can handle it, for her he’d do anything.
"Little silly Eva, say something? Hm?"
He was particularly patient tonight.
Eva Nightingale looked up at him and said, "Mr. President, these dishes are delicious, no need for a Manchu-Han banquet."
"Do it." It must be done! She’s his woman, how could he let her down? Moreover, there were the two little buns in her belly, she must be served well with good food and drink, how could he let her go hungry.
"..." Eva suddenly laughed, was he serious? Do what, what for?
The Manchu-Han banquet, how could she eat that? Those were all protected animals.
"I’m not eating the Manchu-Han banquet."
Hmm? He raised his eyes to look at her. How could this be left to her to decide? The Manchu-Han banquet, how great, she’s bearing his heir, she must eat, or well... then he’ll just sleep with her tonight, right?
"You have two choices."
"Either have the Manchu-Han banquet, or... eat me."
His adam’s apple gently moved, extremely sexy, his tone didn’t sound like he was joking at all.
"Wife." Truth be told, ever since inhabiting this body, becoming the owner, he only slept with her once, just once, damn it was great.
If she didn’t behave, didn’t eat, he wouldn’t mind doing it a few more times.
He had plenty of ways, he had never found anyone he couldn’t handle, especially not his woman, if he couldn’t handle his own woman, what kind of man was he then.
Just pamper her, that’s all, pamper her in that way.
"Wife, eat." Eat more, only when you’re full do you have the strength for that, right? Once she was full, he could mess around however he wanted, right?
Eva Nightingale: "..." What did he want to do? Showing such concern when nothing’s up, must be up to no good.
He was such a bad guy, looking roguish, rude, with a bad temper, and suddenly trying to coax her, she suddenly felt a bit unused to it.
Even forgot to eat, raised her face and asked him, "What do you want to do?"