Chapter 208. Oops! Butter Fingers

“The pasta, I mean. Was it as hot as my husband, well, my ex-husband always says it was?” She asked, giving her full focus as if his answer mattered a lot to her.

Bernard had no idea what the woman intended to accomplish by insisting on the answer to that, especially when she rolled her tongue around the word hot,” but he knew that he was getting uncomfortable with the way Marissa’s face got more and more blank by the moment. So he simply gave her the truth. Hurt sensibilities be damned.

“Oh, I have no idea how it tasted. My gateman gave it a glowing review, though. Remember I told you that day that I am not a fan of pasta, so I had to give it to him? He sent his thanks, though,” he said simply.

Marissa couldn’t stop the small smile that curled her lips, especially when she remembered that he was not averse to pasta. Bernard was pleased as he caught the smile, and they exchanged a look that didn’t go unnoticed by the hawk-eyed Ms. Robinson.

She laughed airil