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My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 2263

The realization hit me after what seemed like an interminable stretch of time. It usually took around half an hour to cook a steak, not to mention the other food. Even more so, I had already said that I had slept in, so I would have definitely prepared a simpler menu, which meant that these time-consuming dishes would never have appeared.

He was pretending to not see through it. However, his laughter had left no room for acquittal, so all I could do was be honest. "All right, stop laughing. I'll be honest. These were all made by Madeline. Except for the chicken pot pie, that was me. I didn't have time, yet I was afraid you won't be full, and Madeline has already made these to quote- unquote, "nurse you back to health". Everything here is made with sincerity, so who cares which one of us made it, right?"

As my words came to an end, I did feel a little guilty, but I was afraid that Aaron would be picky, so I widened my eyes and threatened, "So, are you going to eat it or not?"

Aaron shrank his neck feebly and picked up the fork again. "I wouldn't dare to do otherwise. If I don't finish this, would I be able to eat the private delicacies made by you and Madeline in the future? I may be a lot of things, but I'm not stupid."

I heaved a sigh of relief. Looks like patients weren't all that difficult to deal with.

Only after watching him eat for a while did I realize that I hadn't seen Emma. As I opened the food container, I asked, "Where's Emma, why is she not here yet?"

"She's home." Aaron didn't even raise his head.

"Huh? No, I didn't see her." I had thought he meant at the Roberts'.

"I'm talking about her parents' home." Aaron swallowed the shrimp dumplings and explained, "My father-in-law's company has been very busy recently, and she is his only daughter. It's proper for her to head back and help him."

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