Chapter 81

"Why are you standing there? Sit down and eat with me," I said, noticing the slight awkwardness in Lorraine's expression. I instinctively held out a piece of braised pork I had just picked up with my cutlery to ease the moment. She hesitated, and I realized my mistake. "Sorry, I'll grab you a clean pair of cutlery—" Before I could pull back, Lorraine leaned forward and took the bite, her lips curving into a satisfied smile. "Not bad. I haven't lost my touch." I froze, still holding the cutlery mid-air. I was caught off guard by how natural she made it seem. "What's wrong?" she asked, tilting her head curiously. I reached for a napkin and handed it to her. "I just thought you'd want a new pair of cutlery since I already used this pair…" Lorraine blinked for a moment, then laughed lightly as if she had just connected the dots. "Oh, I wasn't being picky. I ate a lot while cooking and debated whether I could fit more." She rubbed her stomach with a sheepish grin, looking as content