< Chapter 214
Chapter 214
I ignored his changes and endured the heartache, and walked straight in.
I just realized that he was cooking, holding a spatula in his hand, and there was a smell of cooking oil coming from the kitchen.
You sit first, the food will be ready soon!” He was a little afraid to look into my eyes.
And I was the same.
I lowered my head and sat on the sofa, such a cozy little home, decorated in the style I like. Caitlyn must have been here, right?
1 gave a bitter smile, was it because I was so bored?
Does it matter to me whether she came or not?
We finally came to an end.
Menu
Sitting on the couch, I looked at this small and cozy home, but it made me feel sad. I used to dream of having a little home with him, but it’s no longer possible.
Leland brought two dishes and a soup to the table, both of which were dishes I loved. However, the sweet and sour spare ribs were slightly burnt and had turned black in color, while the braised prawns that I liked had also changed color and were cooked a bit too long.
The tomato soup looked delicious, with its vibrant color, enticing aroma, and rich flavor. Surprisingly, there was even cherry juice available.
I didn’t know what to say for a moment.
Leland became even more restless, and he handed me a pair of forks and sat down.
This is the dish you loved to eat. Try it,” he said and tried to pick up the food for me, but his hands were trembling and he couldn’t manage to do it.
I helped him pick up the spare ribs, placing one piece on his plate and one piece on my plate.
He smiled bitterly, his eyes filled with crimson.
Try it!” he said, and he took a bite first. When he tasted how bad it was, he hurriedly started picking the food from my plate, as if afraid that I would ea it. “It’s mushy, not tasty anymore. Kay, eat the shrimp!”
My eyes welled up with tears as I tried to hold back the emotions. I nodded and took the shrimp he handed me.
But he took one and put it on my plate and started peeling shrimp.
“Eat! Kay, you know, I didn’t like eating shrimp. Every time it’s your birthday, you always make me prepare shrimp for you. I still remember you saying
you
wanted to eat the shrimp I cooked for the rest of your life, and it would never change,”
that
My tears couldn’t help but fall, and I wiped them away, telling myself not to cry.
But Leland also cried, crying so much that he couldn’t even speak clearly,
“We had clearly made an agreement… Every shrimp you have eaten in this lifetime was peeled by me. I’m sorry, it was my mistake, I’m sorry!”

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