With William Quinn clinging to her like this, Iris Yates couldn’t eat in peace. Not daring to provoke him, she had no choice but to pick up the chopsticks and shove them into his hand.
"Your name is Chinese, and you can speak it. Have you really never learned how to use chopsticks?" Iris Yates couldn’t help but ask curiously.
William Quinn’s expression twisted for a moment, then quickly returned to normal. "The person who gave me my name and taught me to speak," he said, "died before they had the chance to teach me how to use chopsticks."
Iris Yates’s expression stiffened. "I’m sorry..."
"Baby!" William Quinn pulled her into a hug. "You’re such a soft-hearted girl. Don’t apologize to me, it’s nothing!"
Iris Yates was speechless.
William Quinn broke into a grin. "Baby, teach me. You’re always by my side, so you’ll teach me, right?"
His blue eyes sparkled as he gazed at Iris Yates, once again using his good looks to bewitch her.
Iris Yates lowered her gaze. "I’m not a good teacher," she said. "I can only give you a general idea of what to do. You’ll have to explore and figure out the rest on your own."
"Okay, I’ll listen to you."
William Quinn stopped bothering her and actually started listening seriously as she explained how to hold the chopsticks, how to secure them in place, and how to maneuver them.
Iris Yates showed no impatience, her expression earnest. When she finished, she turned to look at him. "Did you understand?"
Unexpectedly, she was met with the sight of his blue eyes, completely captivated.
He had been staring at her—for how long, she didn’t know. It was even questionable whether he had heard anything she said at all.
Iris Yates frowned. "I’ve told you everything I know. You can practice on your own now. I’m going to eat."
With that, she stopped looking at him, picked up her chopsticks, and began to eat.
William Quinn’s heart pounded in his chest. He tightened his grip on the chopsticks; the thrill he felt in that instant was undeniable.
’He loved his baby even more.’


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