The Ninth Bride (Samantha and Finley) novel Chapter 267

Chapter 267 Utterly Hopeless
The tantalizing aroma wafting from the bowl caught Samantha's attention, stirring her curiosity. She turned to Finley and asked, "What's in this? It smells divine."

"Have a guess," he said with a playful smile.

Guess? How was she supposed to do that?

"I'll find out once I taste it," she replied.

Finley deftly ladled the steaming dumplings into a bowl, scattering a generous handful of freshly chopped green onions over the top. He picked up the bowl and began to carry it out of the kitchen. Samantha reached out to help, but Finley gently stopped her. "It's too hot. Sit down and enjoy your meal. I'll bring it to you."

"Alright," she said, settling gracefully at the dining table. The colorful, artfully presented dumplings filled the air with their rich fragrance, making her mouth water in anticipation. She picked up her utensils with eager hands, delicately lifted a dumpling, and took a bite. The taste was nothing short of extraordinary, each flavor melding together perfectly and leaving a delightful aftertaste.

"This is incredible," she said between bites, her voice brimming with astonishment and joy. "I've never had dumplings this delicious in my life."

As Samantha continued to savor each mouthful, Elias stood nearby, his stomach growling audibly. He was famished.

After a few careless remarks the previous day, Daphne and Finley had decided to forgo making breakfast for him.

When Elias saw Finley bringing out another bowl of dumplings, he made a move to approach, but Finley walked past him, heading directly toward Samantha. "How is it? Is it as good as you hoped?" he asked, his eyes radiating warmth.

Samantha nodded vigorously. "It's fantastic. Truly fantastic. These are the best dumplings I've ever had. Finley, you were right—seasoning is a form of art."

"If you like them, I'll make them for you more often," he promised.