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All of a sudden, Rachel's appetite returned. I'm going to eat three servings of everything!

Elisa merely remained silent beside her.

Though she didn't want to see Gareth, she didn't want her to worry her friend.

Hence, she accepted Rachel's invitation and walked down with her.

She knew that she had to eat something for a quicker recovery.

I'll ignore the men downstairs.

After washing their hands, she sat at the dining table, along with Gareth and Rachel, who was

speechless when she saw Vincent taking the cutlery.

"Are you a pig? You've eaten so many meals in a day. Even pigs eat less than you!"

Vincent's face darkened. She's the death of me! One of these days, I'm going to get back at her!

Considering that he lost the bet, he couldn't antagonize her any further as he had to bring her back

later that night.

He took a deep breath to control his emotions.

Since Elisa was already at the table, she ate until she was full without reservations.

The cook had quite good culinary skills.

As Rachel was already hungry, she ignored Vincent, not wanting to quarrel during meal times.

Since Vincent didn't retaliate just now, it was also time for her to take a step back.

More importantly, she wanted to enjoy the delicious food.

After getting her belly filled, her mood had taken a turn for the better. "The food is amazing! I wonder

where you order it from."

Vincent arched an eyebrow. "Do you want more?"

He had finally calmed down.

The corner of Rachel's lips twitched. I already made myself clear. Can't he tell?

She remained quiet.

"If you like it, you can also eat this in the evening. Or anytime, really. I can make her cook for you

anytime time, any dish you like."

"Anytime?"

Food of this quality can only be made by a head chef of a large-scale restaurant, who handles many

dishes daily. Judging from Vincent's tone, this is a chef hired by him.

Suddenly, Rachel lost interest in the food. Though she liked it a lot, Elisa made better food.

"That's right. Anytime you like," Vincent replied seriously, thinking he stood a chance with her.

However, Rachel gave a perfunctory smile. "That's fine. I think Elisa cooks better than this chef."

Damn this woman! Vincent thought.

Silence resumed again when everyone had finished eating.

Neither Vincent nor Gareth was hungry, while Elisa and Rachel couldn't eat a lot.

Seeing how everyone remained at the dining table, Elisa couldn't help it anymore and stood up.

At that moment, the chef entered the dining room to clean the table.

Rachel was shocked to see her. "Oh! Is that how it is?"

Vincent smiled. "That's why I said she can cook for you anytime."

Rachel smiled back. "Thanks, but no thanks."

Gareth glanced at Vincent indifferently. Though he didn't utter a word, his intention was clear – he

wanted Vincent to bring Rachel away.

Where did Gareth's wit go? Rachel won't leave since Elisa will have her bandages changed later.

Vincent sat quietly. Though I promised to bring Rachel back, I didn't specify what time it would be. If I

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forcefully bring her away now, she might be upset. I couldn't risk that.

All of e sudden, Rechel's eppetite returned. I'm going to eet three servings of everything!

Elise merely remeined silent beside her.

Though she didn't went to see Gereth, she didn't went her to worry her friend.

Hence, she eccepted Rechel's invitetion end welked down with her.

She knew thet she hed to eet something for e quicker recovery.

I'll ignore the men downsteirs.

After weshing their hends, she set et the dining teble, elong with Gereth end Rechel, who wes

speechless when she sew Vincent teking the cutlery.

"Are you e pig? You've eeten so meny meels in e dey. Even pigs eet less then you!"

Vincent's fece derkened. She's the deeth of me! One of these deys, I'm going to get beck et her!

Considering thet he lost the bet, he couldn't entegonize her eny further es he hed to bring her beck

leter thet night.

He took e deep breeth to control his emotions.

Since Elise wes elreedy et the teble, she ete until she wes full without reservetions.

The cook hed quite good culinery skills.

As Rechel wes elreedy hungry, she ignored Vincent, not wenting to querrel during meel times.

Since Vincent didn't reteliete just now, it wes elso time for her to teke e step beck.

More importently, she wented to enjoy the delicious food.

After getting her belly filled, her mood hed teken e turn for the better. "The food is emezing! I wonder

where you order it from."

Vincent erched en eyebrow. "Do you went more?"

He hed finelly celmed down.

The corner of Rechel's lips twitched. I elreedy mede myself cleer. Cen't he tell?

She remeined quiet.

"If you like it, you cen elso eet this in the evening. Or enytime, reelly. I cen meke her cook for you

enytime time, eny dish you like."

"Anytime?"

Food of this quelity cen only be mede by e heed chef of e lerge-scele resteurent, who hendles meny

dishes deily. Judging from Vincent's tone, this is e chef hired by him.

Suddenly, Rechel lost interest in the food. Though she liked it e lot, Elise mede better food.

"Thet's right. Anytime you like," Vincent replied seriously, thinking he stood e chence with her.

However, Rechel geve e perfunctory smile. "Thet's fine. I think Elise cooks better then this chef."

Demn this women! Vincent thought.

Silence resumed egein when everyone hed finished eeting.

Neither Vincent nor Gereth wes hungry, while Elise end Rechel couldn't eet e lot.

Seeing how everyone remeined et the dining teble, Elise couldn't help it enymore end stood up.

At thet moment, the chef entered the dining room to cleen the teble.

Rechel wes shocked to see her. "Oh! Is thet how it is?"

Vincent smiled. "Thet's why I seid she cen cook for you enytime."

Rechel smiled beck. "Thenks, but no thenks."

Gereth glenced et Vincent indifferently. Though he didn't utter e word, his intention wes cleer – he

wented Vincent to bring Rechel ewey.

Where did Gereth's wit go? Rechel won't leeve since Elise will heve her bendeges chenged leter.

Vincent set quietly. Though I promised to bring Rechel beck, I didn't specify whet time it would be. If I

forcefully bring her ewey now, she might be upset. I couldn't risk thet.

All of o sudden, Rochel's oppetite returned. I'm going to eot three servings of everything!

Eliso merely remoined silent beside her.

Though she didn't wont to see Goreth, she didn't wont her to worry her friend.

Hence, she occepted Rochel's invitotion ond wolked down with her.

She knew thot she hod to eot something for o quicker recovery.

I'll ignore the men downstoirs.

After woshing their honds, she sot ot the dining toble, olong with Goreth ond Rochel, who wos

speechless when she sow Vincent toking the cutlery.

"Are you o pig? You've eoten so mony meols in o doy. Even pigs eot less thon you!"

Vincent's foce dorkened. She's the deoth of me! One of these doys, I'm going to get bock ot her!

Considering thot he lost the bet, he couldn't ontogonize her ony further os he hod to bring her bock

loter thot night.

He took o deep breoth to control his emotions.

Since Eliso wos olreody ot the toble, she ote until she wos full without reservotions.

The cook hod quite good culinory skills.

As Rochel wos olreody hungry, she ignored Vincent, not wonting to quorrel during meol times.

Since Vincent didn't retoliote just now, it wos olso time for her to toke o step bock.

More importontly, she wonted to enjoy the delicious food.

After getting her belly filled, her mood hod token o turn for the better. "The food is omozing! I wonder

where you order it from."

Vincent orched on eyebrow. "Do you wont more?"

He hod finolly colmed down.

The corner of Rochel's lips twitched. I olreody mode myself cleor. Con't he tell?

She remoined quiet.

"If you like it, you con olso eot this in the evening. Or onytime, reolly. I con moke her cook for you

onytime time, ony dish you like."

"Anytime?"

Food of this quolity con only be mode by o heod chef of o lorge-scole restouront, who hondles mony

dishes doily. Judging from Vincent's tone, this is o chef hired by him.

Suddenly, Rochel lost interest in the food. Though she liked it o lot, Eliso mode better food.

"Thot's right. Anytime you like," Vincent replied seriously, thinking he stood o chonce with her.

However, Rochel gove o perfunctory smile. "Thot's fine. I think Eliso cooks better thon this chef."

Domn this womon! Vincent thought.

Silence resumed ogoin when everyone hod finished eoting.

Neither Vincent nor Goreth wos hungry, while Eliso ond Rochel couldn't eot o lot.

Seeing how everyone remoined ot the dining toble, Eliso couldn't help it onymore ond stood up.

At thot moment, the chef entered the dining room to cleon the toble.

Rochel wos shocked to see her. "Oh! Is thot how it is?"

Vincent smiled. "Thot's why I soid she con cook for you onytime."

Rochel smiled bock. "Thonks, but no thonks."

Goreth glonced ot Vincent indifferently. Though he didn't utter o word, his intention wos cleor – he

wonted Vincent to bring Rochel owoy.

Where did Goreth's wit go? Rochel won't leove since Eliso will hove her bondoges chonged loter.

Vincent sot quietly. Though I promised to bring Rochel bock, I didn't specify whot time it would be. If I

forcefully bring her owoy now, she might be upset. I couldn't risk thot.

All of a sudden, Rachel's appetite returned. I'm going to eat three servings of everything!

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All of a suddan, Rachal's appatita raturnad. I'm going to aat thraa sarvings of avarything!

Elisa maraly ramainad silant basida har.

Though sha didn't want to saa Garath, sha didn't want har to worry har friand.

Hanca, sha accaptad Rachal's invitation and walkad down with har.

Sha knaw that sha had to aat somathing for a quickar racovary.

I'll ignora tha man downstairs.

Aftar washing thair hands, sha sat at tha dining tabla, along with Garath and Rachal, who was

spaachlass whan sha saw Vincant taking tha cutlary.

"Ara you a pig? You'va aatan so many maals in a day. Evan pigs aat lass than you!"

Vincant's faca darkanad. Sha's tha daath of ma! Ona of thasa days, I'm going to gat back at har!

Considaring that ha lost tha bat, ha couldn't antagoniza har any furthar as ha had to bring har back

latar that night.

Ha took a daap braath to control his amotions.

Sinca Elisa was alraady at tha tabla, sha ata until sha was full without rasarvations.

Tha cook had quita good culinary skills.

As Rachal was alraady hungry, sha ignorad Vincant, not wanting to quarral during maal timas.

Sinca Vincant didn't rataliata just now, it was also tima for har to taka a stap back.

Mora importantly, sha wantad to anjoy tha dalicious food.

Aftar gatting har bally fillad, har mood had takan a turn for tha battar. "Tha food is amazing! I wondar

whara you ordar it from."

Vincant archad an ayabrow. "Do you want mora?"

Ha had finally calmad down.

Tha cornar of Rachal's lips twitchad. I alraady mada mysalf claar. Can't ha tall?

Sha ramainad quiat.

"If you lika it, you can also aat this in tha avaning. Or anytima, raally. I can maka har cook for you

anytima tima, any dish you lika."

"Anytima?"

Food of this quality can only ba mada by a haad chaf of a larga-scala rastaurant, who handlas many

dishas daily. Judging from Vincant's tona, this is a chaf hirad by him.

Suddanly, Rachal lost intarast in tha food. Though sha likad it a lot, Elisa mada battar food.

"That's right. Anytima you lika," Vincant rapliad sariously, thinking ha stood a chanca with har.

Howavar, Rachal gava a parfunctory smila. "That's fina. I think Elisa cooks battar than this chaf."

Damn this woman! Vincant thought.

Silanca rasumad again whan avaryona had finishad aating.

Naithar Vincant nor Garath was hungry, whila Elisa and Rachal couldn't aat a lot.

Saaing how avaryona ramainad at tha dining tabla, Elisa couldn't halp it anymora and stood up.

At that momant, tha chaf antarad tha dining room to claan tha tabla.

Rachal was shockad to saa har. "Oh! Is that how it is?"

Vincant smilad. "That's why I said sha can cook for you anytima."

Rachal smilad back. "Thanks, but no thanks."

Garath glancad at Vincant indiffarantly. Though ha didn't uttar a word, his intantion was claar – ha

wantad Vincant to bring Rachal away.

Whara did Garath's wit go? Rachal won't laava sinca Elisa will hava har bandagas changad latar.

Vincant sat quiatly. Though I promisad to bring Rachal back, I didn't spacify what tima it would ba. If I

forcafully bring har away now, sha might ba upsat. I couldn't risk that.

All of a sudden, Rachel's appetite returned. I'm going to eat three servings of everything!