The atmosphere at the dining table started to calm down.
Preston glanced between the two of them with a look of interest, a small smirk forming on his lips, but no one else seemed to notice.
Rhett didn't say anything. He quietly reached out to help Elise with the soup.
But his hand froze for a second in the air when some inappropriate images flashed in his mind...
He suddenly remembered Kelsey's figure in the kitchen.
All the food on the table now was prepared by a top chef, and it looked and tasted amazing, but for some reason, he kept thinking about Kelsey's cooking...
She didn't make fancy dishes. Most of it was just home-cooked meals, but every dish tasted so good. He had no idea where she even learned to cook like that.
Rhett usually had a lot of business dinners, so he barely ate at home.
At first, he didn't really like Kelsey's food. He'd only take a couple bites before putting his chopsticks down.
