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 adorable, "President Hartley, don't force yourself if you don't want to eat it. Not everyone likes this kind of food. I bet your wife doesn't like it either, so no need to torture yourself."
Out of the blue, Marcus said, "If you like it, I'm sure my wife will too."
This left Cornelia speechless.
With Cornelia watching, Marcus ate a few deep-fried grasshoppers. The greasy and slightly burnt food made him want to hurl the moment it touched his tongue. Marcus couldn't comprehend how Cornelia could enjoy it so much.
Cornelia brought up something Briana had said, "It's said that these are full of nutrition. It could be good for you to have some."
After all, he still seemed young. His physique wasn't too bad, and there was probably still hope for him.
Marcus asked, "You think I need to build up my strength?"
Cornelia didn’t answer.
Marcus asked again, "Is there anything you don't like to eat?"
He realized that in all the time they spent together, she never seemed picky about food. She seemed content with whatever she ate.
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