Chapter 131

Whenever Anderson returned from a trip, Mayra loved bringing him to this alley filled with food trucks. She thought that once he became the president of Everton Corporation, he'd look down on such places, but he still went along with her whims. Anderson didn't need to lift a finger. Mayra did everything. She prepared the condiments, fetched two sets of cutlery, and placed a set in front of him. When the grilled food was ready, they sat in silence. Mayra added some spicy sauce to her plate. Just as she was about to take a bite, Anderson switched her plate with his. "Your stomach can't handle spice. Don't eat it." She put down her fork and took the plate back. "A little won't hurt." Anderson observed her, noting her displeasure. He decided to let her be. "When did you start eating spicy food?" After years of knowing her habits, he knew she never used to eat spicy food. "Quite a while ago. At first, I couldn't stand it, but I got used to it. People's tastes change over time. Trying