Chapter 1117

Lyra nearly choked on her food when she heard Zion's words. "You're serious, Zee? You hurt your left hand. What's that got to do with your right hand?" "My right hand hurts too," Zion lied without so much as blinking. "Your right hand hurts? Did it get injured too? Let me see." Maeve rushed to check Zion's right hand, while Charlie stared in shock and dropped his spoon. "Ms. Scott, are you for real? Can't you tell he's faking it?" "Faking?" Maeve examined Zion's arm. Sure enough, there wasn't a single mark on it. After realizing she'd been tricked, she shoved Zion's hand back at him. "If your hand's working just fine, feed yourself." "But I want my wife to feed me." Zion's voice oozed with syrupy sweetness. That was the last straw for Lyra. She almost gagged. Gross! Just gross! Was this seriously Zion? She refused to believe it! Lyra put her cutlery down. "I'm not feeling too well. How about we head out?" She shot a look at Charlie, who had been busy eating. After catching he