Chapter 959

I got up to serve him a bowl of soup, then walked around the table and placed it in front of him. “Here, Mr. Humphrey, taste my cooking.”

Reynaldo looked down at the soup in the bowl, his expression momentarily startled. He looked at the dishes on the table again. The next second, his face darkened, and his brows furrowed even more fiercely than before.

“Esmeralda, what do you mean?!” Reynaldo growled at me, as if he had been deeply offended again.

I looked at him inexplicably. Was he looking down on the food I cooked? Even if the dishes I cooked didn’t look good, he shouldn’t have been so angry.

I couldn’t help but say to him, “Although I’m not good at cooking and what I make doesn’t look very appealing, you should try it; the taste is not bad.”

I picked up a piece of meat and handed it to his lips, but he coldly pushed my hand away.

I said gloomily, “If you don’t want to eat, I’ll eat by myself!”

After saying that, I returned to my seat and put a little bit of each dish on my plate, then buried my head and ate without looking at him. Johnathan lied to me again. I said I cooked a meal for Reynaldo myself. This man loves to joke, and he even said, “After eating the food I cooked myself, Reynaldo will forgive me.”

Look, Reynaldo wouldn’t even "lift a finger." Feeling bored in my heart, I suddenly felt a hot gaze cast upon me. I frowned and looked up, then I saw him staring at me with deep eyes.

He slowly opened his mouth and said, “Do you know what you are eating?”

I was stunned and said inexplicably, “Food, what else could it be?”

Reynaldo chuckled, and his expression was indescribably strange. He asked me, “Is it delicious?”

“It’s delicious, of course, it’s delicious.” Just kidding, this was made by me personally. Even if it’s not delicious, I still have to say it’s delicious!

Reynaldo looked at me, but said nothing, just smiled. The smile was just too piercing to look at, as if mocking me: “You think you can still eat after what you’ve done?”

In order to make him believe that the meal was really delicious, I ate a few more bites in front of him. Then I took a big sip of soup and said to him, “It’s really super delicious; you have to try it.”

Reynaldo smiled at me mysteriously and said, “If you like it, eat more. Here, try some of the dishes we have on this side. Don’t waste it.” The man said, and then pushed several plates of dishes that were placed on his side in front of me.

I frowned at him and asked, “You really won’t eat?”

Reynaldo leaned back in his chair and said with a forced smile, “No! I won’t eat!”

I curled my lips and said, “If you don’t want to eat, it’s your loss!” After saying that, I buried my head and ate the dishes in front of me angrily.

To put it simply, Reynaldo was still mad at me. Otherwise, it would be impossible to even move a fork. I cut my fingers and burned the back of my hands just now to make this meal, but this man refused to eat a single bite and wouldn’t give any face. Humph, I will never cook for him again in the future!

While I was eating my head off, Reynaldo kept looking at me with a strange look in his eyes, making me feel uncomfortable all over.