Chapter 9

At that moment, I could hardly believe it. Felix, a proud and composed heir, was carefully peeling shrimp just for me. "Look at Felix," Vivienne said with a warm chuckle, watching him intently. "How considerate of him to peel shrimp for his wife." With a smile, Yelena nodded. "Isn't that sweet? I don't think I've ever seen Felix peel shrimp for anyone before." Their playful comments made my cheeks flush with embarrassment. I lowered my gaze and focused on my food. Unfazed, Felix placed another freshly peeled shrimp onto my plate. "Of course it's my duty to take care of my wife," he said. I looked at the growing pile of shrimp in front of me, feeling overwhelmed. I tugged on his sleeve and murmured, "You can stop peeling now. I really can't eat anymore." Despite the Afflecks' immense wealth, Donald and Vivienne were known for their modest, frugal lifestyle. Out of respect, I always made sure to finish every bite whenever I dined at their home. But this time, I genuinely couldn't