Chapter 572

Grace turned to look at Oliver. When she was ready to whine a little, he was already instructing the maid, "Continue serving the food." After getting his instruction, the maid resumed her task. Grace looked pitiful, feeling ignored. Everyone seemed to care more about the baby she was carrying than about her. As Oliver continued his meal, he picked up a piece of spicy beef stew and tasted it. Then, right in front of everyone, he casually picked up another piece of meat and fed it to Grace, who was sipping on her bland oatmeal with a gloomy look. Grace opened her mouth, and he fed her directly. "Darling, taste mine. It's completely flavorless," she said, scooping a spoonful of oatmeal and offering it to him. Oliver tried it, pausing to reflect on the taste. Grace pressed him further, "Darling, isn't it horrible? No one could eat this!" He replied, "It's a bit bland, but it's not bad." Grace made him try the other foods. By the end, he felt a bit overwhelmed. With a slight frow