Chapter 685

Tiffany held the spoon and slowly swirled it through the liquid in her cup. Once the mixture had settled, she brought the cup to her lips and took a cautious sip. The warmth hit first, quickly followed by a bitter tang that clung to her tongue. She couldn't help but hold her breath, her forehead creasing in discomfort. It was bitter. So bitter. Noticing her reaction, Ronald gave a faint smile but stayed silent. He casually lifted his own cup and took a few sips. Tiffany swallowed her coffee before asking, "Isn't it bitter?" "A little," he replied. She stared at him, stunned. Just a little? Tiffany set her cup down and waved the server over, asking for sugar cubes. Ronald smiled when he saw her dropping them into her cup. "Why do you add two at a time?" "It's just a habit," she said. "Even numbers feel balanced. Odd ones just seem lonely. Something about them feels off." She noticed a flicker of surprise in Ronald's expression. When he looked back at her, his eyes seemed cloude