Chapter 3 Eat More


    Chapter 3 Eat More


    She put on a piece of clothing and stepped out into the courtyard, where she saw Liam practicing.


    Stripped to the waist, he was lifting dumbbells alternately with his hands. His abs were illuminated by


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    the morning light, and he looked like Apollo descending to Earth. Ste''s face burned a little, and she


    softly greeted him. "Good morning!"


    Liam turned and took a nce at her.


    Ste looked around the courtyard. It was small and cluttered, with sandbags, boxing gloves, baseball


    bats, and dumbbells ced haphazardly. Her heart tightened. Whether or not the rumors were true,


    Liam must have had his fair share of fights.


    She wondered about his temper.


    She had heard that men here were very macho and that it wasmon for them to beat their wives


    when drunk.


    Ste bit her lip and took small steps forward, holding her breath as she asked him, "Have you had


    breakfast yet?"


    "No," the man replied indifferently. "Go ahead and make it."


    Ste nodded and ran into the kitchen.


    She worked quickly and soon had a pot of millet porridge, fried egg cakes, and a te of sauced beef


    ready. She pushed them toward Liam.


    Liam looked up and met her smiling eyes. At that moment, his heart stirred, prompting him to grab a


    piece of beef and set it on her te.


    Ste was stunned and just wanted to push it back when she heard the man''s low voice. "You''re so


    thin. You should eat more."


    "Oh..."


    She pursed her lips. In fact, she had a lot to talk to Liam about. For example, she wanted to apologize


    for what had happenedst night. It was a normal thing for newlyweds, but she had acted as if he were


    forcing her.


    She also wanted to ask him about his ns for the future. They were a couple now, and their life


    together should have a direction.


    And she didn''t know anything about his upation or how he earned money.


    They still had so much to learn about each other.


    Liam, however, just bent his face over his te without a word. When he raised his hand, the thick


    calluses on his knuckles were visible. They were worn from countless hits against the sandbag.


    Ste swallowed back the words that came to her tongue.


    Their first meal together was long and silent. Ste''s heart was heavy with unspoken grievances, but


    there was no turning back.


    "By the way," she asked, "do you have any ns for today?"


    Liam froze. "What''s wrong?"


    "I''m going downtown to return the wedding dress," she replied with a smile.


    Liam''s eyes stilled. He hadn''t been involved in the wedding preparations and didn''t know that her


    wedding dress was rented. Didn''t most women buy their own wedding dresses for their once-in-a-


    lifetime event? The thought gave him an inexplicable feeling.


    "I''m not asking you toe with me!" Ste hurriedly exined when she saw his silence. "I can return


    the wedding dress myself. If you have anything to do, go ahead with it."


    The man hummed lightly.


    They interacted with the polite respect of roommates.


    Ste washed the wedding dress, packed it into a bag, and took several buses to reach the bridal


    store. It was almost noon by the time she arrived.


    When she got married, the Taylor family hadn''t prepared anything for her except for a verbally


    promised dowry. She had searched the streets herself to find a wedding dress store that met her style


    and price preferences. The store was small, and the clerks were used to looking down on people,


    especially those like Ste who rented their wedding dresses.


    "Miss, are you sure we can rent this wedding dress out again?" The clerk sneered, full of contempt.


    "Look at it. It''s a mess!"