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    A curious thought crossed Christina’s mind. Had Dn ever acted like this around his crush back in his school days? Her heart gave a small, inexplicable jolt.


    Unbeknownst to Christina, this side of Dn was reserved for her solely. She was the first—and would be thest—to witness it.


    Just then, a gentle knock on the door rang out, and the waitress stepped in only after receiving their permission. “Everything has been served. If you require anything else, please don’t hesitate to ask. Enjoy your meal.”


    Christina answered with an easy smile, “Thank you.”


    Once the waitress left, Christina gave Dn an encouraging look. “Come on, give it a try.”


    “Okay,” Dn nodded, then reached for his fork and picked up a shrimp, leaving the sausage untouched. The instant he tasted it, a spicy heat rushed through his mouth and up into his nose. Nothingpared to his very first run-in with spicy food, which had nearly brought him to tears. That time, he had sworn the chili was waging a personal vendetta.


    Curiosity sparkled in Christina’s eyes as she leaned in. “Is it good?”


    A smile broke out on Dn’s face. “Yeah, it’s good.”


    “Try the sausage too. It’s actually really tasty,” Christina said, serving Dn a piece with a separate fork.


    Dn’s eyebrows gave the smallest twitch in response. Truthfully, he had never been a fan of sausage, but with Christina being the one offering it to him, he decided to give it a shot.


    Taking a steady breath, Dn popped the sausage into his mouth and waited for the vor to hit.


    Eager for his verdict, Christina watched his reaction closely. “Well? What do you think?”


    From what she remembered, Dn could handle bacon without a problem, so his reservations about sausage never crossed her mind.


    “The vor kind of grows on me the more I chew,” Dn responded. His praise was honest, even though the spice left him a little breathless. Beaming, Christina suggested, “Then try the chicken soup.”


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    Dn nodded, took a spoonful, and smiled in approval. “That’s excellent. Really hits the spot.”


    Fond memories of his cooking came to mind, and Christina couldn’t help but say, “Nothing beats your food. If you made all of this, I’d probably never stop eating.”


    A hint of pride flickered in Dn’s eyes. “How about I cook a meal for you sometime? Once I wrap up what’s been on my te.”


    Dn then tapped out his phone to pull up an electronic menu for her to name what she craved.


    Blushing a beat, Christina replied, “I was kidding. There’s no way for me to make you cook, not with your packed schedule.”


    Dn brushed off her concern. “It’s alright. I kind of enjoy cooking and the smiling faces of those consuming my food.”


    Christina’s mood swelled at the prospect of savoring his cuisine, swallowing without realizing it. She casually picked a few dishes.


    When their meal ended, Dn drove Christina straight to the hospital. No sooner had she stepped out of the car than someone dashed toward her from across the lot.


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