The Woman From Hell novel (Wanda and Theo) novel Chapter 648

It was the second-largest chain restaurant in the city.

I had never been here before, but the reviews of the place were good. I thought that the food would not be too bad.

Theo must have made a reservation because the waiter immediately began serving the dishes the minute we sat down.

I calmly gazed out of the window. Time had flown by, and it was already August. In the blink of an eye, the summer season was going to end.

He gazed at me and said, "Try it. It's all the food you like."

I lowered my gaze and stared at the table. Sure enough, it was as he said. It was all food I had enjoyed in the past.

However, people changed. I did not move as I looked back up at him and said, "I haven't had steak in a long time."

I was in poor health and could not eat food that was too oily. My diet mainly consisted of bland foods, thus I never had steak after arriving at Zenon.

His Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he seemed to b e suppressing his emotions as he said, "Then, let's go t

o another restaurant."

He stood to leave after saying that.

"Never mind,” I spoke up to stop him. "It's been a long time since I've had it, so it’d be nice to have it again."

He pursed his lips together. “Let's have surf and turf next time."

My grip on my knife and fork faltered slightly. I did not give him an answer.

Three years had passed, and I had become even quieter than before. I refused to talk too much about anything as I stared at my plate and ate in silence.

If this were in the past, I would have taken the initiative to ask him what he wanted to do.

He put a glass of water in front of me and said gently," Slow down, you'll choke."

I lowered my gaze and remained silent.

Half an hour passed before I finished my meal. He had not touched his utensils once and spent the entire time watching me eat.

When he saw me putting my fork and knife down, he asked, “Are you full?"

We had gotten divorced. I did not want his help in these matters because I would have to return the favor after he helped me.

Carlson had been looking into corruption issues in different areas over these years. All I had done was go with the flow of things.

The look in his eyes darkened, and he did not say anything else.

When the car pulled to a stop downstairs, I said quietly, "Thanks for the ride back, President Grant." 1

He nodded, maintaining his gentlemanly and elegant manners.

I could sense his burning gaze on my back as I got out of the car and walked into the hallway, but I did not turn my head around.

Carlson quickly arrived and immediately headed to the restaurant. I received a call from him not long after I got home and hurriedly went back to the restaurant.

Perhaps it was because of his sudden arrival, everyone in the city arrived one after the other.

He seemed not to have any intentions of hiding what h e was doing and merely gave some vague greetings before arranging for his men to look into Zachary while sending everyone else away.