Charity was speechless.
Somehow, seeing Max trying hard to sell himself amused her.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Her stare made Max a little uneasy.
"Continue cooking." Charity brought a dish out.
As much as she wanted a cute child, she knew it would be unfair to Max.
What was more... She was really averse to that kind of matter.
At 8:00 p.m., after eating to her heart's content, Freya lay on the couch and touched her belly like a boss. "No way. I've had too much. I'm full."
Charity was amused. "Whose fault is it that you ate so much?”
"You ate a lot too, didn't you?" Freya rolled her eyes at Charity. "You even took my ribs from me."
Charity quietly drank a mouthful of warm water.
Freya sighed. "Since you like his cooking, you should give him a chance. Who knows if you might be able to taste his cooking again? His cooking is as good as that of a five-star hotel chef."
After staying quiet for a while, Charity said, "I'm averse to being intimate with someone of the opposite gender. You understand that, right? When other people approach you, you feel disgusted."
Is it because you're not interested in
Max?" Freya asked.
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