Chapter 313

Inside the hospital. The ward in Aurelux basically looked like a small apartment—everything you needed was there. Ever since Ethan Blackwood got moved back, somehow all his meals had been made by Clara Walton herself. Clara was always good in the kitchen, and over the years, with picky Felix Bennett around, she’d only gotten better. And honestly, Felix and Ethan were both tough to please. If Felix didn’t complain, chances were Ethan wouldn’t either. “Next time let the maid handle it. Don't wear yourself out like this—I’ll feel bad,” Ethan said, holding Clara’s hand. Clara didn’t even bother sugarcoating it. She chuckled coldly, “Oh yeah? You ate anything the maid made?” One line, and Ethan had nothing to say. Truth was, he hadn’t touched any of the maid’s food. Maybe it was on purpose, maybe not. Either way, he clearly preferred Clara’s cooking. And even if he was lying to himself, at least it let him believe things between them hadn’t really changed all that much. “I only want yours,