Chapter 46

Shirley watched as he finished the entire bowl of pasta. Without prompting, she handed him a clean, white napkin. Benjamin glanced at her coldly and wiped his mouth and hands before slowly stating, "I don't like to eat coriander, garlic, chives, celery, pickled vegetables, aubergines, bitter gourd, onions, carrots…" Shirley wrote them down one by one as she realized just how picky he was about his food. He only stopped after she had filled half a page. "How about Damian?" She hoped that Damian wasn't as picky with his food as Benjamin was. She didn't get a reply from Benjamin for some time. She raised her head only to find Benjamin staring at her. He said matter-of-factly, "If he doesn't eat the food, then you can just make him eat it. Why did I marry you if not for that?" Shirley was speechless. Apparently, Benjamin didn't hold himself to the same standards as he did for others. Her work's difficulty level had just increased again. "Then what do you like to eat?" Starin