Chapter 704

Tom and his wife couldn't help but gulp audibly. "Willow, did... did you prepare all this too?" Willow nodded while handing Philip a freshly wiped pair of chopsticks. "Of course! I'm responsible for Mr. Philip's three daily meals. Even on a train, I can't neglect my duties. Mr. Philip, the food might not taste as good when it's cold. Hope you don't mind!" Philip wanted to find fault, but the tantalizing aroma made his stomach growl loudly. It was strange indeed. Back abroad, his appetite had been poor—he could often go a whole day without eating and feel no hunger. Yet after returning to country and having just two days of Willow's cooking, his appetite seemed to have revived. Frequently, he'd find himself craving the delicious dishes she'd made, even in the middle of the night. In the end, Philip didn't fight his hunger. He picked up his chopsticks and began eating heartily. Just then, a grubby little hand suddenly shot toward Philip's bowl. With a swift sidestep, Chase shifted both h