Chapter 1548 Stammering


    The supposedly romantic dinner turned into a culinary nightmare for Gareth as he found fault with


    every dish. Each bite triggered his picky taste buds, leading him to dissect and critique every aspect of


    the meal.


    "This mackerel is so salty! Is this even edible?"


    "Has this salmon been dead for ages? It tastes awful."


    "This steak is way too overcooked."


    Elisa remained silent, quietly enduring his barrage ofints, unable to fathom what had gone


    wrong.


    "Why would they assume we wanted a couple''s meal? It''s like they didn''t even consider the possibility


    that we''re not a couple," Gareth remarked, crossing his arms and wearing an annoyed expression.


    "And to make things worse, the dinner tastes absolutely horrible," he added, cing his knife and fork


    down with a dissatisfied shake.


    Is this the reason why he''s so frustrated?


    Elisa couldn''t help but wonder if Gareth''s discontent stemmed from sharing a couple''s room with her,


    leaving her with an inexplicable sense of unease.


    "If you''re not happy staying here, you can go. This room wasn''t booked for you, anyway," Elisa said


    with a slightly strained tone.


    Gareth arched an eyebrow, suppressing his anger despite feeling deeply unsettled.


    "Hah. You''ve got a lot of other men to consider. I get it."


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    Before Elisa could say anything, Gareth abruptly rose, snatched the nearby napkin, wiped his hands,


    and flung it onto the table in frustration. He spun on his heel and stormed off.


    Elisa was caught off guard by his response. Why did it concern him whether she had someone else in


    mind to share this room with? How irritating!


    Just a moment, then Gareth turned around and looked at her.


    Elisa was aware but chose to ignore him. However, Gareth walked over and stood before Elisa.


    "What''s the matter?" Elisa furrowed.


    "Mm," Gareth''s response was light, yet his gaze made Elisa furrow her brows.


    "If you have something to say, say it. Why are you staring at me like that?"


    "Did you aggravate your injury and reopen the wound? Is that what happened?"


    Suddenly, Elisa remembered that Gareth had been carrying many things at the Medicine Market today.


    Although they were all medicinal herbs, the weight was substantial whenbined. Elisa restrained


    her temper, recalling he shielded her from the gunshots.


    After a while, Gareth said slowly, "Come with me."


    There was a hint of solemnity in his gaze. Aware of the time and considering his wounds and the early


    market visit the next day, Elisa wasn''t keen to apany him.


    "Gareth, it''s gettingte, and we must hurry to the early market tomorrow. Considering your current


    condition, it''s best to minimize unnecessary activities," Elisa advised, cing Julia and Gareth''s well-


    being as her top priority.


    However, Gareth seemed unperturbed, maintaining a detached expression as he retorted, "Do I look


    weak to you right now?"


    Elisa noticed his furrowed brows. Recollecting how effortlessly he had handled things earlier, she found


    no signs of abnormality. Feeling uncertain, Elisa regarded him with disdain as she said, "Why do we


    have to go there right this minute?"


    Elisa had more to say, but the words caught in her throat. "You''re not weak, but you have wounds on


    your body that require attention,"


    She held herself back. After all, she and Gareth were already divorced. Wouldn''t it give the impression


    that she had lingering feelings and still cared about him if she told him that?


    No, she couldn''t give Gareth that impression.


    However, Gareth sensed her struggle to speak. He prodded directly, saying, "What do you want to say?


    Speak up."


    Elisa remained silent.


    She knew Gareth would never buy it, even if she were to dismiss it as nothing.