Chapter 209


    Chapter 209


    Weston looked up and noticed that Ste had fallen asleep. She held the tablet in front of her face, but


    it was slipping and on the edge of hitting her face. Seeing this, he quickly walked forward and caught


    the tablet. Ste was deep in slumber that she didn’t even notice him being so close. This was the first


    time ever since they reunited that she was sleeping with her guard down. His eyes softened as he


    gazed at her and turned off the tablet before squatting in front of her. Just as he reached out to touch


    her, she jolted awake and opened her eyes to look at him. She rubbed her eyes sleepily, asking. “What


    time is it?” She let out a yawn. Weston stood up. “It’s noon. Are you hungry?” “I’m alright.”


    “You need to eat a little bit even if you’re not hungry. You must develop the habit of eating on


    time.”


    Ste didn’t say a word and he carried her straight into the dining hall. He didn’t know when it started


    but he seemed to enjoy carrying her around and not letting her fall. When they arrived in the living


    room, they saw a maiding from the dining hall. Neatly dressed, she gestured respectfully when


    she saw theming, “Sir, Ma’am, the meal is ready.”


    Ste didn’t know there was an outsider there. Although the maid didn’t show any weird expression,


    Ste was in his arms. “Let go of me!” Ste eximed in panic suddenly. Weston nced at her and


    without a word, carried her to the dining table and sat her down. This embarrassed her a little and she


    subconsciously turned to look at the maid. The maid, however, acted as if nothing had happened. She


    was probably well-trained, considering how professional she behaved and looked at them with no weird


    expressions.


    Once they were both seated, she began serving the dishes.


    Weston exined to Ste, “From now on Joan will take care of your meals. If you have any requests,


    you can tell her.”


    Ste gave it some thought and couldn’t help but say, “Let me walk on my own next time.”


    She felt like a disabled person letting him carry her around, especially when there was the presence of


    an outsider. However, Weston continued on, as if he didn’t hear what she said. “I’ve told Joan about


    your taste. Try and see if you like it.” Only then did she nce at the table full of dishes, and she could


    tell that a lot of effort had been put into them. It was a table of home-cooked dishes, and although some


    did look a little nd, they were all her favorite.


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    She didn’t dare to eat them, but under his gaze, she forced herself to eat a bite of chopped pepper fish


    head. It was spicy but tasty.


    She swallowed it and waited for the burning sensation to emerge in her stomach, but it never came.


    It was strange. The dish was vourful, but after eating it she didn’t feel the heat. Instead, it was


    benign. She didn’t feel the least ufortable.


    She was truly shocked by this. Weston’s lips curled into a smile. Judging from her reaction, he knew


    that she was feeling fine.


    Hiring Joan wasn’t a waste of money after all. “Eat more if you like it.” He put some more dishes on her


    te. She was a little dazed, but then she suddenly remembered the scene where he was cutting steak


    for Guinevere.