The taste… was indescribable, and it was an understatement to say that it was the most unpalatable food ever.
Chester had never ill-treated his stomach like that in his life.
“Does it taste bad?” Charity looked at him.
“...No. It’s good. It’s the best food I’ve ever had.” Chester forced himself to stuff the food into his mouth. While eating, he secretly watched Charity take the spoon and get ready to eat.
He thought Charity would find the food she cooked awful after she tried it.
However, she did not at all.
He was a little sulky. Could it be that there was something wrong with his tastebuds now that he was sick?
“I’m not good at cooking.” Charity suddenly said, “I don’t like adding seasoning to food, so I usually add very little salt and oil. I think reducing the intake of these will be better for our health. I never used to worry about getting sick or dying, but after giving birth to Cal, I think I should avoid getting sick. I want to live longer, at least until Cal grows up safe and healthy.”
Deep down, Chester was touched, and he gently held her hand. “Don’t talk nonsense. I want you to live a very long life. Not only will you be able to watch Cal grow up, but you’ll also get to meet many of your grandchildren.”
“Hopefully.” Charity’s red lips curled into a smile.
“It’ll definitely happen.” Chester leaned forward and said in her ear, “What’s more, I’m a doctor, so I’ll certainly ensure you and Cal’s safety. Charity, we’ve missed too many wonderful moments together. I want to grow old with you for the rest of our lives until our hair turn gray.”
Charity was momentarily dazed. She dared not think so far ahead.
However, the man’s gaze was burning.
She looked down and served him food. “Eat this, and don’t talk so much during meals.”
Chester’s thin lips curled into a smile, and he obediently finished the food Charity made for him.
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