Chapter 66
Chapter 66: The Changes in Luc Taylor
Lindsey, sitting directly opposite him, twirled her steak on the plate while charmingly laughing and chatting with him. “Luc, do you enjoy preparing for you lately? Do you like it?”
the meal I’ve been
She had hired a chef skilled in healthy cuisine, and each time a new dish was ready, she would serve it to Luc. After a few meals, he wished she wouldn’t continue cooking for him First, he didn’t want her to do all that work; second, he wasn’t accustomed to the flavors. They didn’t compare to the dishes Emma had once made for him.
ws the sam
No matter how much of Emma’s cooking he had, he never got bored of it. However, the meals Lindsey prepared were always flavor. Even with different ingredients, they never matched the taste of Emma’s cooking:
same, monotonous in
Additionally, after eating too much of Lindsey’s food his stomach began to feel uncomfortable in the past, he thought Emma’s cooking was just average But after tasting Lindsey’s dishes, he realized that Emma’s cooking was truly exceptional, surpassing even what top chefs could whip up
Whenever he thought about this, a wave of sadness washed over him. Emma had gone from a novice cook to someone whose skills rivaled those of professional chefs, all to help him with his stomach issues.
He remembered coming home to find her on the couch, poring over a cookbook, waiting for him. When he arrived, she would cheerfully greet him, wrap her arms around him, and say, “Honey, I’ve made something special today. I promise it will help your stomach!
But he would often pull away, coldly shrugging off her affection, rarely glancing in her direction, and would indifferently reply, “Don’t you know your lim How long had it been since he last tasted Emma’s cooking? How deeply he missed that flavor; only he knew.
Every time he tasted Lindsey’s meals, he felt a pang of nostalgia. As he stared at the food in front of him, memories of Emma flooded back–her radiant smile, her bustling in the kitchen and her waiting for him with her recipes.
He wondered what she was doing now Did she think of him as he did her?
As if blocking out Lindsey’s words, he abruptly picked up his phone and headed toward the restroom. “1 need to use the bathroom.
A trace of a proud smile lingered on his lips, but his mood quickly shifted. Once inside, he shut the door and eagerly opened his phone, only to have his joy evaporate as he read a message on Instagram. The smile instantly faded from his face.
His handsome features darkened, his eyes turning cold as he pounded a fist into the wall
So she came to remind him about the divorce. He laughed bitterly, filled with ridicule and detachment. Was he so naive?
Did he hope she would return to being the obedient girl she once was? That she would plead for reconciliation?
Reality hit him hard–these were just illusions. She was here to push for the ‘divorce agreement. Was she so eager to end things? What had he her over the past few years?
When she loved him, she pursued him daily. Now, she claimed not to love him anymore and wanted to leave him behind.
Luc’s eyes filled with icy
meant to
resolve. His veins bulged as he clenched his fist in anger. Divorce? She wanted to leave him? Whether that happened depended on
Meanwhile, Lindsey checked the time on her phone, growing impatient. How long could it take in the restroom? It had been almost half an hour.
as she considered sending a waiter to check, Luc returned.
so why the change? What was wrong with him? Why did he look so cold? Who had upset him? Earlier, he had seemed cheerful, so
Could something be wrong with the meal she prepared? Unlikely, as it was made by a chef renowned for healthy cooking
With a tentative smile, she asked, “Luc… what’s wrong?”
de?‘ Tears welled up in her eyes, adding a touch of vulnerability to her beauty, making Luc’s heartache
Undsey is not that.
hen why do you look so pale? Are you feeling unwel
Seeing her concem made Luc feel guilty for thinking of Emma Apologetically, he whispered, “Lindsey, you don’t need to worry. I’m fine. I just had a bit of a
you have a sensitive stomach, you need to be more
Relieved that he wasn’t criticing her cooking Lindsey said, “Luc, let me take you to the doctor. If you
“No need,” be impled, feeling a bit irked. He tried not to show it. His mind drifted back to the instagram message from Emma, debating whether to reply or
was at work to confront her about her intentions
During the
be was eager to drive Linduey home, taking nearly forty minutes to reach her family’s villa, 50
Lindsey chatted enthusiastically, while fue responded with short answers or simply nodded, often distracted.
She mentioned meeting a famous director who praised her acting talent and planned to cast her in a new film. However, she aspired to be the lead.
Luc simply replied, “Okay,” as if he hadn’t heard her
Lindsey leaned against him, her voice sweet as she expressed her reluctance to part. Time flies, Luc. I wish I could be with you every day, not wanting to be apart even for a moment.”
Her coy smile caught him off guard Emma’s bright face flashed in his mind. He reached out to touch Lindsey’s cheek, and she took the opportunity to kiss him passionately, filling the car with heat.
“Are you going to behave now?” Luc whispered in her ear, his voice low and hazy
Lindsey was taken aback, wondering when she had been disobedient. She brushed it off as a playful remark. She gasped slightly and wrapped her arms around his neck.
“Luc, when are you
you going to finalize the divorce?”
At her words, Luc’s flirtatious demeanor vanished. Recognizing the weight of her question, he pushed Lindsey away gently
Luc, v
what’s wrong?”
Caught off guard by his sudden withdrawal, Lindsey frowned, confused by his change in mood. The flirtatious look still lingered on her face as she frowned. What’s wrong with him today? He always seems to be absent–minded.
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