Chapter 484
Marcus picked up his fork, ready to have a go at it
Upon seeing his furrowed brows and the effort he was putting into swallowing, Cornelia found him kind of adorabile, âPresident Hartley, donât force yourself if you donât want to eat it. Not everyone likes this kind of food. I bet your wife doesnât like it either, so no need to torture yourself
Out of the blue, Marcus said, âIf you like it, Iâm sure my wife will too
This left Cornelia speechless
With Cornelia watching Marcus ate a few deepâfried grasshoppers. The greasy and slightly burnt food made him want to hurl the moment it touched his tongue Marcus couldnât comprehend how Cornelia could enjoy it so much.
Comelia brought up something Briana had said, âItâs said that these are full of nutrition. It could be good for you to have someâ
After all, he still seemed young His physique wasnât too bad, and there was probably still hope for him.
Marcus asked, âYou think I need to build up my strength?â
Comelia didnât answer.
Marcus asked again. âIs there anything you donât like to eat?â
He realized that in all the time they spent together, she never seemed picky about food. She seemed content with whatever she ate
Cornelia thought for a moment. âI donât think thereâs anything I donât like. My grandma used to say that I was easy to feed because I wasnât fussyâ
Though her words sounded lightâhearted, Marcus instantly understood the sadness behind them. Her mother passed away shortly after she was born, and she lost her father in a car accident when she was just a few years old. These were hard blows for any child. She had to force herself to grow up and hide her vulnerability.
Cornelia said, âLetâs go to another place for food once weâre done here.â
Marcus replied, âAlright.â
After they left the place, Cornelia bought some garlicâroasted oysters from a nearby stall. She loved the unique flavor, though those unaccustomed to it might not be able to stomach even a single bite.
Cornelia said, âPresident Hartley, you donât have to eat this.â
âIâve eaten grasshoppers, why canât I eat this? Just the smell made Marcus feel nauseous, but he ordered one anyway, continuing to accompany Cornelia
Cornelia basically took him to try all the snacks on Flavor Street. On their way back, Marcusâs stomach was doing flips, but he didnât show it.
Cornelia, riding shotgun, was clueless about this. She rubbed her belly and sent a voice message to Zack and Abigail, âZack, Abby, the street food at Woodpineâs Flavor Street is so good itâs a pity you guys arenât here. I couldnât enjoy it fully by myself. Thereâs still so much I wanted to eat
Marcus didnât respond
He had spent the whole night with her, yet she hadnât mentioned him at all.