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Chapter 157

“I’ve been working as a housekeeper for a long time, and I noticed that those with weak stomachs prefer these dishes.” Mrs. Greenwell smiled and served Ruth a bowl of soup.

Ruth took the bowl and looked at Abel in shock. “You have a weak stomach?”

Abel nodded. “Yeah. I thought you knew?”

Ruth was surprised and wanted to say that she did not.

“I like biting down on soft skin, after all.”

Why did he say it so self-righteously?

Ruth bowed her head to drink her soup. When she emptied the bowl, it made a small clink that was especially clear in the quiet dining hall.

Mrs. Greenwell felt guilty and wanted to leave, but she felt that it would be strange if she left without a word.

After some thought, she asked, “What do you like, Madam? I’ll prepare it tomorrow.”

Ruth pondered over it. “How about curry?”

Her question was directed at a certain someone who had a bad stomach.

Abel ignored the worried look Mrs. Greenwell flashed at him and nodded calmly. “As long as you like it,
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