Chapter: 1327
Feeling parched, she gratefully accepted the glass and drained its contents.
“Have some breakfast,” Brian said, sliding a bowl of porridge and a plate of pickled cabbage in front of
her.
Eyeing the simple fare, Deanna couldn’t hide her disappointment. “Is this all I get? Brian, are you trying
to starve me?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBrian raised an eyebrow.
“What would you prefer to eat, then?”
Deanna hesitated, then shook her head. “Actually, I don’t really have an appetite.”
“Exactly,” Brian replied.
“Rosalynn made this porridge because she knew you might not feel like eating. It’s easy on the
stomach.”
At that, Deanna glanced at Rosalynn, who sat in quiet attentiveness. Somewhat awkwardly, Deanna
murmured, “Thank you.”
Rosalynn seemed to be slowly changing her opinion
“You’re welcome. Give it a try,” Rosalynn said.
Deanna nodded and took a spoonful of porridge.
The smooth consistency, paired with the tangy and flavorful pickles, seemed to kickstart her appetite.
Deanna’s eyes brightened as she realized Rosalynn was an excellent cook.
There’s a saying that the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. Had Rosalynn captured her
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmbrother’s heart with her culinary skills? Deanna Looked up and studied the couple. Recalling
Rosalynn’s evident combat skills, she couldn’t help but arch her brows.
“Brian, does she beat you up often?”
Brian had just finished his breakfast. At her question, he paused “Beaten? By whom?”
“Your wild wife,” Deanna said.
After a brief pause, Brian burst into Laughter.
Deanna smirked. “I think you’ve developed a masochistic streak, so even if she did beat you up, you’d
probably enjoy it, wouldn’t you?”
Brian arched an eyebrow and glanced at Rosalynn, who seemed entertained by the conversation.
Rosalynn found it amusing and nodded.