Isabella Weaver was carried piggyback by Harry Hunter directly back to the picnic spot, and everyone present was already accustod to it, so no one found it strange.
Even Zoe Lewis, who had the least contact with Isabella Weaver, was already used to it. The president of their company is a doting husband, and there’s even a pile of tree roots in the office now because every day, amidst his busy schedule, he takes ti to learn carving from a master.
After wasting countless tree roots, the president finally managed to carve sothing resembling a human figure.
But carving out the woman he loves is probably a long way off.
Zoe Lewis felt quite helpless; why are all the n around him such wife-doting maniacs?
His dad Mr. Lewis is one, his uncle Mr. Lewis is another, and his uncle-in-law is also one. Finally, he found a job, but it turns out that even his direct superior, the Young Master of the Hunter Family, still is!
What kind of unbreakable curse is this?
Zoe Lewis was just pondering this when he heard his nearby colleague Johan Niles calling him, "Zoe Lewis, add so wood, the fire isn’t strong enough."
"Okay."
"I’ll prepare so ingredients first and make spicy wild chicken for you guys later, I guarantee it’ll be delicious!"
Zoe Lewis instinctively added more wood, then licked his lips.
"Zoe Lewis, open your mouth."
"Okay."
Zoe Lewis obediently opened his mouth, not knowing what Johan Niles had stuffed in there but instinctively ate it.
Suddenly his fair face turned beet red!
Spicy!
Johan Niles watched his face change instantly and bent over with laughter. Oh my, he’s so cute, he even ate the chili!
Zoe Lewis spit out the chili and drank water frantically, only calming the redness on his face after a while.
Everyone there was already laughing, even the usually cold Harry Hunter showed a slight smile.
Zoe Lewis gritted his teeth but couldn’t get angry, so he simply ignored Johan Niles.
Johan Niles offered him water but he wouldn’t drink it, offered him food but he wouldn’t eat it.
Johan Niles was so anxious; oh dear, he’s made him mad, and now he won’t eat anything.
After coaxing him with a plate of small silver fish for a while, she finally fed him, and only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.
David felt a pang of jealousy.
Why won’t Chef Lewis give him so small silver fish?
Can’t he just eat her chili like Zoe Lewis did?
Chef Lewis is so biased!
Jace had already set up the table, putting all the dishes made by Johan Niles on it. While arranging the dishes, he sneakily ate two small fish, savoring it with delight, feeling as if he had gotten away with sothing big.
They all understood Harry Hunter’s unique habit; he doesn’t share als with others, and since Isabella Weaver is pregnant, what she eats is different from theirs, so they ate at separate tables.
The dishes at Harry Hunter’s table were mostly very mild, the wild chicken was divided into two halves, one half made non-spicy for Isabella Weaver, and the other half made spicy for David and the others.
Isabella Weaver looked enviously at the neighboring table with its array of sweet, sour, and spicy dishes: "Honey, I want to eat sothing spicy too! Nothing on our table is spicy!"
So dishes have no soul without chili!
"No, you can’t eat it. You can eat it after you give birth."
Isabella Weaver pleaded with him, gesturing with her fingers: "I’ll just eat a tiny bit, just a tiny bit!"
Harry Hunter was softened by her pleading and took out his phone to call Johan Niles, asking, "Can she eat chili? Just a tiny bit."
He didn’t even have to say a na, but Johan Niles on the other end of the line knew who the Young Master was talking about.
It’s been like this lately; whenever there’s sothing, Harry Hunter would call him and then ask so random questions.
"She can eat a little, except for dication-type things, anything like food or fruit, as long as she wants to eat, she can have a little, but not too much."
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