Chapter 344

Carlos and Debbie sat at one side of the table, while Megan and Tabitha sat opposite. They clinked

glasses and began to eat.

The atmosphere was quite good at the very beginning. Debbie raved about the dishes, praising what a

terrific cook Tabitha was.

The dinner had a pleasant start, but it wasn’t Long before Megan began to fawn over Carlos.

“Uncle Carlos, this is popcorn chicken. I helped

Tabitha cook it. Give it a try, please.”

“Mmm,” Carlos said, unwilling to say more with a mouthful of food. The look on his face and the sounds

of chewing were enough to gauge how he felt.

“Uncle Carlos, taste the soup. I helped Tabitha flavor it. Does it taste good?” Megan put a bowl of soup

on the table, setting it down in front of Carlos.

She acted as if she were the hostess, and anyone who didn’t know better might believe that Megan

was Carlos’ wife

His face deadpan, Carlos answered “Mmm” again. He was a man of few words, yet those few words

usually said enough

Still, Megan continued to pile food onto his plate, and soon his place was inundated with all sorts of

tasty dishes

Debbie, on the other hand, grew angry when she saw this. As any woman would be. Tabitha kept

putting food onto Debbie’s plate, ignoring the gal’s rage. Debbie had to take a deep breath to suppress

her anger, so she wouldn’t snap at the wrong person

She lowered her head and ate her food quietly. Suddenly, a piece of fish was put onto her plate and the

man finally spoke, his mouth finally forming words that were not just sounds.

“I boned the fish.”

Debbie paused for a moment. If Tabitha were not here, she would mock him, “So you finally remember

your own wife, huh?”

She put on a fake smile and said icily, “Thank you.”

Before long, he put a piece of raw lobster onto her plate.

“I remember you Like seafood. Mom made a couple of dishes just for you. Here…”

Tabitha smiled at Debbie, “This lobster was flown in from Australia earlier today. It was very fresh, so I

just sliced it. You’ll love it.

“I really appreciate it, Mom!” Debbie gave Tabitha a sweet smile, and ate the lobster. She always loved

lobster, ever since she was a Little girl. Even when she was too young to properly shell it, her dad had

always made sure to give her some. It was a nearly lifelong love affair with the dish. Carlos now paid all

his attention to his wife. When

Debbie was about to pick up a piece of Lobster again, he was one step ahead of her and picked it up

himself.

Debbie stared at Carlos in confusion. He dipped the lobster into the sauce before putting it onto

Debbie’s plate. Then he picked up another piece of Lobster with shell and began to shell it.

Debbie’s jaw dropped. She approached Carlos and whispered in his ear,

“Put it down. Mom and Megan haven’t touched the lobster yet.”

He answered with a shrug, “They’re not fond of lobster.”

“Don’t worry about us, Debbie. I’m allergic to it, and Megan hates seafood.” But that didn’t echo her

thoughts. What Tabitha was really thinking was, ‘My ungrateful son forgot his mother after he got

married.