Chapter 783

Xavier considered himself undemanding when it came to food. To be more precise, he wasn't picky. But during the two years Lily was married to him, she had paid extra attention to his eating habits—which dishes he would take a couple more bites of and which ones he would stop after just one bite. So she knew his preferences clearly. She had even forgotten her own preferences, believing that whatever he was willing to eat must be delicious. As a result, even when she occasionally ate out with Maryanne, she would instinctively order according to Xavier's tastes. "Whatever you like is fine with me," Xavier said, handing the menu back to the waiter. "Serve what she ordered." Lily remained unmoved, quietly playing with her phone without saying a word. This kind of date was suffocating. Xavier sat across from her, bathed in a beam of light from above. Several times, he wanted to start a conversation but swallowed his words because of her indifferent demeanor. Only then did he realize