Chapter 103

"No, I…" Josephine started, feeling guilty and a little helpless. "You don't have to make it sound like I'm doing you a favor. Honestly, I am a bit of a picky eater. It's not your fault. I'll come down and eat right now." Even if there were fiddlehead ferns and asparagus on the table, she'd force herself to eat everything. But surprisingly, the nutritionist had made something she really liked this time—maple-glazed Brussels sprouts, grilled eggplants, beef brisket, and a plate of pumpkin hand pies. "Wow, thank you. These look amazing! I can tell they weren't easy to make—you really went all out, huh?" Josephine was genuinely hungry too. Once she sat down, she didn't hold back and ate with gusto, clearing a good portion of the spread. The nutritionist stayed with her the whole time, visibly relieved to see her enjoying the meal. "I'm so sorry about earlier. I misjudged your preferences—I saw your height, weight, and medical records and assumed you preferred light flavors. I didn't ex