My Beloved Has Risen from Death's Embrace novel Chapter 183

His eyes narrowed suddenly, "Will you come again?"

"Maybe, if I get a chance, but definitely not these next few days!"

"Alright."

There was still a chance.

Annoyed as he was, he couldn't let the food go to waste.

Xanthea brought out the food from the warming drawer, arranging a complete meal of four dishes and a soup on the table in the living room. "Let's not eat at the dining table today. How about we watch TV while we eat?"

"Sounds good to me."

Xanthea looked at the spread on the table, all looking so enticing and aromatic that she nearly drooled.

She had just picked up her utensils when a piece of the braised pork found its way into her bowl.

Orion said, "Try this."

She took a bite and immediately had her eyes smile in bliss.

"Mmm, delicious! Orion, your cooking is amazing; not even a cold can dampen your skills! This is Southern-style cuisine, right?"

"Yeah."

Xanthea raised her hand, "I know!"

"What?"

"It’s not the cuisine I love—it’s your cooking."

She leaned in to compliment him; her radiant face was magnified in his view. All he heard was, "I love you," and his heartbeat stalled.

"You don’t know, I went to a restaurant at noon, which claimed to be the best in Crestwood, even more authentic than the local flavors, but it wasn’t even a tenth as good as yours; especially that soup, I couldn’t even take a second sip. I wonder if I’ll have another chance to enjoy your cooking?"

She asked with her eyes filled with hope, but she saw him staring blankly, as if lost in thought.

"Orion, Orion?"

She waved her hand in front of him, which made him snap back to reality; he picked up the remote with a flustered look, saying, "Let’s watch TV."

Really? Changing the topic; does he not want to cook for her anymore?