Twisted Ties of Love novel Chapter 531

"Is it enough? I can make some more if you're still hungry."

Mrs. Jones's noodles were legendary in the neighborhood. The heaping bowls in front of us, accompanied by the sausages, were a testament to her culinary prowess—a challenge to the capacity of our stomachs.

"It’s enough. You've really outdone yourself, Mrs. Jones. Thank you," They said, their voices tinged with the awe and a bit of fear at the mountain of food before them.

Mrs. Jones didn't mention the latest TV drama. To her, Izabella was just Izabella—a kind soul who always looked out for her small diner, not the shining star gracing the silver screen.

"You look thinner, dear," Mrs. Jones's voice was as soothing as a soft breeze, "Are you sure you're eating enough?"

Izabella chuckled, brushing off the concern. "I haven't lost weight. Maybe it's just the layers making my face look smaller."

Mrs. Jones wasn't convinced. "No, you've definitely slimmed down. It breaks my heart to see that. Eat up, honey; today's meal is on the house."

"Oh, I couldn't possibly accept that," Izabella protested.

"Nonsense," Mrs. Jones insisted. "I occasionally treat my regulars to a free meal. Besides, we have a connection, remember that girl I told you about? The one who used to dine here often? She shared your name, Izabella. Such a sweet girl, but life wasn't kind to her."

Izabella's gaze shifted subtly towards Casey, who was listening intently to Mrs. Jones.

Mrs. Jones continued, "She was just as lovely as you, smart and business-savvy. A shame she didn't marry well." She sighed deeply, turning her attention to Casey. Mrs. Jones wasn't one for the movies; she stuck to her TV shows and didn't recognize him.

"Is this your boyfriend?" she asked.

"He's my husband," Izabella introduced Casey.

Mrs. Jones's eyes widened. "You're married!"

Izabella nodded, eager to share her happiness. "Yes, I wanted you to meet him."

Mrs. Jones scrutinized Casey, her eyes lingering with the kind of attention that saw right through to the soul. Casey, aware of the importance of first impressions, greeted her anxiously, "Hello, Mrs. Jones."