Chapter 611

Mrs. Barker showed no signs of dissatisfaction with my explanation. Instead, her eyes lit up with a hint of excitement. "You're allergic to cilantro, too?" she asked, looking quite delighted. Hearing the implication in her words, I asked tentatively, "Mrs. Barker, are you also allergic to cilantro?" "It's not just me. Zane is allergic to cilantro as well. So, there has never been cilantro in our dishes. But I didn't know about your allergy, so I didn't specifically request the chef to remove it from this dish," Mrs. Barker said. There was a hint of guilt in her tone when she said the last sentence. She quickly started picking out the cilantro. "Let me help you clean it up." "No worries, Mrs. Barker. I can do it myself," I quickly responded. "This is perfect. You don't eat cilantro either, so the three of us can enjoy our meals together even more next time," Mrs. Barker said with a wide smile as if she had just thought of it on the spot. I was stunned. Bruce's angry question fro