Juan stared at him for a second before nodding. He then moved to take more food when Evan stopped him.
Juan heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. I knew Daddy won’t let me eat something as terrible as this.
Intentionally fluttering his lashes, he queried, “What’s wrong, Daddy?”
A bitter feeling swelled in Evan’s heart. Kyle had just recovered not too long ago. If something went wrong with his tastebuds…
No. I can’t let this happen.
“Kyle, why don’t you follow Daddy to the hospital?”
“Why?”
Evan remained silent at that. He held Juan’s hand tightly as they went out of the house.
When they reached the hospital, Juan cooperated with the checkups.
The results returned, and Juan had a clean bill of health. Even the doctor did not know what had happened.
“Daddy, perhaps I’ll only taste the correct flavors if it’s Mommy’s cooking?”
Upon hearing “Kyle’s” innocent question, doubt seeped into Evan’s heart.
He still misses Nicole. Could it be…
Is this what Nicole taught him to do?
Now that he thought about it, the chef had been working at Hillside Villa for several years now. His cooking could not have abruptly turned bad.
Evan narrowed his eyes and quietly led “Kyle” out of the hospital.
On the way home, Juan could not decipher what Evan was thinking about. He thought to himself, I planned this cautiously. I don’t think Daddy will notice anything wrong with it.
After they reached home, Evan asked the maids to keep “Kyle” company.
Meanwhile, he looked through the security footage in the kitchen.
Previously, to keep an eye on Nicole, Evan had asked John to add more security cameras in Hillside Villa.
The kitchen had the most security cameras because Nicole was in charge of cooking.
Evan never thought that it would come to great use now.
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