Chapter 131


    Casey and ra turned their gazes simultaneously ton. There he was, the


    quintessential bad boy, casually sipping his tea with a hint of a smirk on his lips. Yet his eyes


    radiated an undeniable sincerity.


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    Without a second thought, ra deleted his picture from her phone and smiled at her father. “Dad,


    I think the judge looks quite promising. If things actually work out, we’d have plenty to talk about.


    You make the call.”


    Casey nodded with a smile. “Alright, after dinner, I’ll reach out. You’ve met him when you were little,


    and he’s always been quite fond of you.


    Then, with impable manners, he turned ton. n, I get where you’reing from, but after all


    the breakups and makeups, I just can’t bear to see ra get hurt again. Maybe it’s best if you both


    just moved on.”


    “Casey, I-”


    Of course, ra knew this–when they were together, she never cooked seafood.


    all.


    The ache in his chest intensified. The colder ra was to him now, the more he remembered how


    warm she used to be.


    Unaware of the tension, Casey cheerfully offeredn a plump crab. n, try this. It’s especially


    meaty.”


    With a polite smile,n said, “Thank you, Casey.”


    He carefully donned a pair of gloves, picked up the shellfish tools, and meticulously extracted the


    meat from the crab. Under Casey’s watchful eye, he unapologetically ced it before ra.


    His voice carried a rare note of indulgence. “Why so clumsy? Can’t even eat a crab properly.”


    ra raised an eyebrow at the white, tender crab meat lying neatly before her. She had to admit,


    lan was skilled at whatever hemitted to–even if he never ate crab, he could shell it better than


    she ever could inrge, neat chunks.


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    With an emotionless face, ra replied softly, “Thanks, Mr. Hayes, but you should have it. I prefer


    cracking it myself–that’s the real joy.”


    “Whatever you like. If you don’t want it, give it to Mimi.”


    Mimi was a scrappy little stray cat ra had taken in, now lying on the floor, gazing up atn with a


    longing meow.


    stray.


    With a scoff, he picked up a piece with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth under ra’s watchful


    eye. He nodded as if savoring it, “Delicious and quite juicy. Casey, you’ve picked out some


    excellent crab.”


    ra’s fingers tightened momentarily, the words she wanted to say stuck in her throat. If he wanted


    to y this, so be it.


    Afterward, ra stopped paying attention ton and focused on her meal. She knew about his


    allergy to seafood but had never seen it in action.


    However, as she set her utensils down and prepared to leave, she inadvertently noticed several red


    spots blossoming onn’s neck. She couldn’t help but call out to him, n.”


    <pn, who had been deep in conversation with Casey about business, turned abruptly at her call. His


    voice was as smooth as melted chocte. “What’s wrong?”