Will you marry me, My Ex-Wife (Luna and Joshua) novel Chapter 2150

Chapter 2150

Jim lifted his head to stare in the direction of the stairs and called out, “What did you add to the soup?”

Bonnie froze in her steps, then came back downstairs. She shot him a strange look and replied, “Oat milk.”

Then, she turned her head away from him and added, “I’m lactose intolerant, so I can’t drink dairy, and besides, I just moved back here today, so unfortunately, I don’t have any milk in the fridge.

“According to the original recipe, I’m supposed to add milk into the soup, but because I don’t have any, I put in some of my usual oat milk instead.”

She paused for a moment before saying, “Even though oat milk and cow’s milk are very different, they’re both rich in protein, and this brand of oat milk doesn’t taste bad either.”

She pursed her lips slightly.

“Besides, this isn’t the first time you tasted it. You drank it before losing your memories, and you even said it tasted good. What’s wrong? Why don’t you like it anymore?”

Jim narrowed his eyes when he heard this.

He did not know whether before losing his memories, he had noticed this detail or not, but the fact of the matter was, he noticed it at this very minute.

This oat milk…was the exact same taste as the kind of milk Number-9 had offered him before! Perhaps it was because he had lost so much of his memories, Jim could not help being even more in tune with his remaining memories than he was in the past.

Therefore, he remembered the taste of the oat milk as though it was yesterday.

He recalled that Number-9 would always give the juiciest, most delicious parts of her meal to the other children, including Number-12, and left only bread and vegetables for herself.

Despite this, every time she helped the workers clean up, she would pick up the empty bottles and use this to ‘bribe’ one of the workers to buy her a very specific brand of oat milk she liked.

Because he and Number-9 had been close, she had given him one of her beloved bottles of oat milk as a gift.

Jim had treasured this bottle of oat milk beyond measure EXN)W\qI refused to finish it in one go, instead spreading it over the course of a few days.

Every time he drank it, he would take a small, tentative sip to savor it because he was worried that if he finished it too soon, he would forget what it tasted like. In the end…he was admitted to a hospital due to food poisoning from drinking spoiled milk.