Chapter 102
Moira eximed, “Ouch!” The pain brought tears to her eyes. Before she could react, Bary
abruptly stood up and grabbed her cheek with his right hand. He said, “Spit the chicken out.”
Until then, Moira finally realized what Bary was trying to do. She followed his words and spat out
the chicken.
Seeing that, Bary retrieved his hand and handed a ss of water to Moira, asking, “Where did
you bite?”
Moira answered, “I think it’s my tongue.”
Bary asked, “What were you
you thinking just now? You seemed lost in thoughts.”
After Moira took a sip of water, she pulled back her tongue and blurted out, “I was thinking about the
20 million dors.” She regretted it immediately after the words came out of her mouth.
She muttered to herself, “What’s gotten into me today? That 20 million dors must be ying tricks
on my mind.”
She nced at Bary and exined, “That’s not what I meant.”
Bary raised his eyes slightly and nced back at Moira, replying inly, “I understand, Finish
your food first.“.
Moira said, “All right.” She could not afford to let anything distract her mind after having a series of
embarrassing moments.
Moira decided to focus on enjoying her food from then on. She reflected, ‘Rose truly is a remarkable
chef. Her salmon schnitzel is simply divine. Her fried chicken is appetizing with its perfect blend of
sweet and sour. The chili soup revitalizes me on hot summer days. Honestly, they’re all delightful. I
enjoy every bite.”
A whileter, Bary put down his fork. Moira nced up at him and asked, “Are you full?” She
could not help but wonder, “He’s about 6 feet tall, and that’s enough food for him?!
Bary nodded and said, “Yeah.” He took another sip of his soup before adding, “I need to make a
phone call.”
Moira replied, “Oh, sure. Please go ahead.”
After Bary left the table, Moira was much more at ease and ate more food.
But soon, Moira realized that she seemed to be the one who devoured the four dishes while
Bary barely touched them.
Moira thought, “Bary had a lot of the soup and finished his spaghetti, but he touched the other
dishes. Does he not like the food?”
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Moira recalled that earlier that morning, Rose had asked her what Bary liked to eat, and she had
responded that Bary wasn’t picky about his food. She felt nervous after she realized what she
had said.
She thought, ‘Howe Bary is not a picky eater! But what can I do? Ms. Graham has made the
food. I can’t waste it, right?”
Moira lingered at the table a while longer, enjoying a bit more food. She realized it was time to leave
when she unexpectedly let out a burp.
Rose walked over to clear the table. She was anxious when she noticed most of her food was not
finished.
Then, Rose nced at Bary’s mostly untouched te, and her heart sank instantly.
Rose approached her with a te of freshly cut watermelon and washed grapes, asking, “Mrs.
Covington, what do you think of my cooking? Do you like it? I noticed Mr. Covington didn’t seem to
enjoy it.”
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Moira’s hand trembled as she held the watermelon. She hurriedlyforted Rose, “It’s not your
fault. It’s all my fault. I fought with Bary this morning. so I purposely asked you to cook
something he didn’t like.”
Moira was not an experienced liar. Her ears turned red after she spoke.
Rose immediately panicked and asked, “What should I do? Is Mr. Covington unsatisfied with my
cooking?” She could not help but wonder, “Will I get fired on my first day at work?”
Moira hurriedlyforted Rose, “No, you’re fine. I’m to me for this. I’ll exin everything to
Baryter.”
Bary showed up as soon as Moira mentioned him.
Moira exchanged a meaningful nce with Rose as she noticed Bary approaching. Rose was
perceptive and swiftly grasped Moira’s silent message. Rose said, “Mr. Covington, please enjoy the
fresh fruits.” With that, she left the scene.