Chapter 1266

"After that, just walk away like nothing happened," Preston finished explaining. Max glanced at the old man slowly pushing the wheelchair a few yards away. "That's easy! I'll have it done in two minutes," he said confidently before striding toward his target. The elderly couple continued their conversation as they moved along. The old man asked, "Do you really believe that ginger seller?" "No, I don't," his wife admitted, shaking her head. The old man frowned. "I should have bought less ginger then." "I just want to try it," his wife said earnestly, her voice thick with emotion. "I'm tired of you taking care of me like this. I want to stand up again and cook for you—make your favorite meals. I miss cooking for you so much." Tears began streaming down her face as her shoulders shook with quiet sobs. The old man replied gently as he kept pushing. "You've cooked for me for decades—it's my turn to take care of you now. You just rest, and I'll make the meals." Max closed the distan