Chapter 374

Nerissa Noland paused mid‑cut, her knife and fork hovering for a second before she gave a tiny nod.

“Yeah.”

Jace Whitmore was quiet for a moment.

“You like it?”

“What?”

“Western food. Are you used to it?”

Nerissa answered without thinking. “It’s… okay.”

“So that means you neither like it nor feel co...

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