Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew) novel Chapter 3697

Bloody Rose finished making the arrangements and then departed without saying another word.

The room stood quiet, holding only Matthew and Ariya, and neither of them knew when Ryan would return.

After a brief rest, Matthew caught the sound of knuckles tapping against the door.

He opened it to find a bellboy, breathless and flushed, holding an enormous yet finely made food box.

Matthew offered his thanks before carrying the box inside.

It must have weighed forty or fifty pounds, and for anyone without strength, bringing it here would have been exhausting.

He wondered how many dishes could possibly fit inside. The thought crossed his mind that it might have been delivered to the wrong room.

Even before he unfastened the lid, warm waves of savory aroma drifted out, making his stomach stir.

"That smells so good! Dad, I'm starving."

Ariya smacked her lips and leaned her soft pink head close to the box.

"We're digging in right now."

Matthew opened it and saw four tiers neatly stacked, with a small note clipped under the top lid.

"I'm not sure what your preferences are, Mr. Larden, so I asked the chef to prepare a wider selection, just in case.

"As Ariya cannot have anything that is too salty or spicy, the flavors are kept mild.

"Hope you both enjoy the meal. — Bloody Rose"

Matthew had not expected such thoughtfulness from her. Beneath her distant manner, she clearly had a warm heart.

The first tier held appetizers, arranged with care, blending meats and greens in ways that looked both fresh and inviting.

The second tier was filled with main courses, each served in polished platters that kept the heat and freshness intact.

The third contained desserts, mostly cakes.

The fourth held a fruit platter, the pieces peeled, sliced, and arranged like artwork.

"Ariya, which one do you want?"

Ariya pointed toward a fish among the platters.

Matthew carefully picked up a piece, planning to remove any bones, but the flesh was pure white, soft, and free of even the smallest bone.

"I thought you'd want the cake, Ariya."

"I don't like cake. Too sweet. Bad for my teeth."

Matthew shared her dislike for cloying sweets. He preferred food that was light and crisp.

The greens matched his taste perfectly. It reminded him of the salad he had back home.

As they ate, loud voices rose outside, their tones wild and unrestrained.

"Liquor's what I live for! Live by the mug, die by the mug!"

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