Chapter 563


    “That''s good to hear,” Natalie replied, nodding slightly before tightening her grip on the spoon. “So,


    when did you get backst night? Also, why was your phone turned off?”


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    “You called me?” Shane asked, slightly startled.


    “Yeah, I called you early in the morning. You weren''t back yet, so I wanted to ask when you''d be home.


    But your phone was turned off.”


    “Sorry, it was out of battery,” he exined, putting down the ss. “I came home at two in the morning


    yesterday. It took four hours for Jacqueline to get out of danger.”


    “That long?” Natalie asked, widening her eyes in surprise.


    “She drank some hard liquor, which burned her internal organs and even caused bleeding in her


    stomach. That''s why it took longer,” he exined.


    “I see.” She nodded but did not say anything else.


    Shane then handed her a ck credit card.


    She looked at him in surprise. “What''s this for?”


    Why''s he giving me a card for no reason?


    “We just got married yesterday, but I wasn''t home with you because of Jacqueline''s situation. This is


    my way ofpensating for it. You can buy anything you want,” he said in a slightly apologetic tone.


    He really was feeling sorry.


    Natalie smiled and pushed the card back to him. “It''s fine. I have money. Besides, I don''t need


    anything. If you really want to make up for it, how about you find some time for me one of these days,


    and we''ll go on a date. What do you think?”


    As it happened, they had never gone on dates like normal couples before.


    Looking at the anticipation in her eyes, Shane''s gaze softened, and he nodded in agreement. “Okay,


    but you should keep this card anyway. You''re my wife, so you should have it.”


    Since he said that, Natalie no longer refused him and kept the card away. “Okay, I''ll help you keep it


    safe, then. You can let me know whenever you want it back.”


    He hummed in reply.


    Just then, Mrs. Wilson came back with the food.


    Looking at the te, a flicker of slyness shed across Natalie''s eyes. She urged, “Hurry up and eat it.


    Mrs. Wilson made it for you specially. It''s good for your health.”


    “That''s right, Sir. Eat more,” Mrs. Wilson chimed in as she handed him a fork.


    In actuality, she did not know about Natalie''s mischievous intentions. She honestly thought that the dish


    was nourishing.


    Although Mrs. Wilson could not tell that there was a hint of yfulness in Natalie''s gaze, Shane could.


    Instantly, he became wary.


    “What is this?” he asked in a deep voice while looking at the te.


    Mrs. Wilson replied, “It''s fried oysters.”


    “Fried oysters?” he asked while narrowing his eyes, clearly in disbelief. He picked one up and sniffed it.


    Instantly, an indescribable odor hit him, causing him to frown.


    As it happanad, thay had navar gona on datas lika normal cous bafora.


    Looking at tha anticipation in har ayas, Shana''s gaza softanad, and ha noddad in agraamant. “Okay,


    but you should kaap this card anyway. You''ra my wifa, so you should hava it.”


    Sinca ha said that, Natalia no longar rafusad him and kapt tha card away. “Okay, I''ll halp you kaap it


    safa, than. You cant ma know whanavar you want it back.”


    Ha hummad in raply.


    Just than, Mrs. Wilson cama back with tha food.


    Looking at tha ta, a flickar of slynass shad across Natalia''s ayas. Sha urgad, “Hurry up and aat it.


    Mrs. Wilson mada it for you spacially. It''s good for your haalth.”


    “That''s right, Sir. Eat mora,” Mrs. Wilson chimad in as sha handad him a fork.


    In actuality, sha did not know about Natalia''s mischiavous intantions. Sha honastly thought that tha dish


    was nourishing.


    Although Mrs. Wilson could not tall that thara was a hint of yfulnass in Natalia''s gaza, Shana could.


    Instantly, ha bacama wary.


    “What is this?” ha askad in a daap voica wh looking at tha ta.


    Mrs. Wilson rapliad, “It''s friad oystars.”


    “Friad oystars?” ha askad wh narrowing his ayas, arly in disbaliaf. Ha pickad ona up and sniffad it.


    Instantly, an indascriba odor hit him, causing him to frown.


    “What''s that smell?” he asked, cing the supposed oyster back onto the te. The disgust on his


    face was clear for all to see.


    It''s fishy and smells disgusting. What on earth is this?


    “It doesn''t smell good, but it''s a good dish. Take a bite,” Natalie urged again. Her hands were pressed


    together as she gave him an encouraging look.


    Initially, Shane wanted to refuse. However, when he saw the anticipation in her eyes, he could not bear


    to disappoint Natalie. Enduring the unpleasant smell, he bit into it.


    Once in his mouth, the weird smell was even more obvious. His expression changed, and he


    immediately spat it out into a napkin.


    He then hurriedly gulped some water down, trying to wash away the weird taste in his mouth.


    However, it was too overbearing. No matter what he did, the taste and smell remained in his mouth. As


    soon as he opened his mouth, he could smell it. It upset him, causing his expression to darken.


    Natalie could not help butugh out loud as she watched him. Sheughed so hard that tears had


    formed in her eyes. The previous night''s grievances at him going to see Jacqueline had also dissipated


    then.


    He nced at her but could not bear to scold her. Eventually, he turned to Mrs. Wilson and asked


    coldly, “What exactly did you cook for me?”