Reclaiming the CEO's Heart

Chapter 20 A Change in Taste

Chapter 20 A Change in Taste

Avery made a bet with herself.

If Jacob still loved her, her death would become the most powerful card for revenge against him.

Even if she really died, she wanted him to never find peace in his lifetime.

Of course, if he didn't love her, telling him the truth would be no different from seeking humiliation.

Layla would laugh at her misfortune.

She came out and saw a table of her favorite food.

Avery invited Madison to eat with her. Madison wiped her hands on her apron, sat beside Avery, and

served her soup. "Mr. Hill ordered me to stew the chicken soup. See? He cares about you."

The smells of the greasy, spicy food and pungent peppercorns pervaded the air.

Avery liked spicy food, while Jacob liked light cuisine. In the past, their dining table would always have

completely different dishes.

But now that her stomach was upset, she could no longer eat such heavy-flavored food.

"Mrs. Hill, why aren't you eating? My cooking skills haven't declined. When Mr. Hill eats at home, he

always asks me to cook one or two spicy dishes."

Avery looked at her in surprise. That man had never liked spicy food.

Reading her mind, Madison continued, "That's why I said Mr. Hill cares about you. Even if he doesn't

live with you, he still asks me to cook the dishes you like. In the past, you always urged her to eat them,

but now he eats them willingly every day. In the beginning, he couldn't bear it and his face would turn

red from the spiciness, and he would cough uncontrollably and keep drinking water. Now he can handle Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

some spicy food."

Avery suddenly found it laughable. Jacob tried food she liked, but she had to give up her original

preference and switch to lighter flavors because of her illness.

They were destined to drift apart.

Instead of continuing the subject, Avery pleaded with Madison to borrow her phone.

Thanks to her retentive memory, she remembered Nicholas's number and gave him a call.

If something happened to Nicholas, she would be responsible. When Nicholas's voice came through

the phone, she finally put her mind at ease.

Hearing no sound, Nicholas asked tentatively, "Avy, is that you?"

The car accident was very suspicious, and Nicholas knew who was behind it.

"Yes, it's me. Nic, I'm sorry for implicating you."

There was a hint of joy in his weary voice. "So, you said those words to me in front of the City Hall

because you were afraid of implicating me?"

Avery didn't catch his train of thought. "Nic, my phone was confiscated, so I couldn't contact you. How

are your injuries?"

"Don't worry. The safety airbags saved me. Is he imprisoning you? Do you need me to report this to the

police?"

"We're still married, so there's no proof of imprisonment. Nic, I appreciate everything you've done for

me. You don't have to worry about these matters anymore. Today's incident was just a warning. I know

your good intentions, but I'm not worth your efforts. It's good to know you're safe. Bye."

Avery quickly hung up the phone, leaving Nicholas holding the phone with a silly smile. It turned out

that her words were not for Jacob.

Avery returned the phone to Madison and dragged her tired body back to her room to rest.

She didn't know how long she had slept before hearing a knock on the door.

The room was filled with a strong smell of alcohol, and the pungent odor caused her stomach to churn

again.

Before she could speak, Jacob casually threw his coat on the ground, and then the mattress sank. She

heard the man mutter, "Honey, I'm back."