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Zaden did not know what was wrong with him either. He did spontaneously ask Grace to deliver him lunch at the dining table earlier. When he saw the shock and annoyance gracing her face at this request, he felt comforted for a few minutes. However, now that Grace stood obediently before him, he no longer felt the same feeling as before. Zaden ate his food and commented casually,  "As usual, the taste is okay." "This dish could be a little spicier." "This meat is a little hard to chew..." "Your standard is not on point today. How could you be so much worse than usual? Don't tell me that you did this on purpose because you didn't want to send me food?" Zaden asked. Grace was speechless. "Continue being picky! You could be as picky as you want. You won't have the chance to torture me anymore in two days!" Grace could only comfort herself inwardly so that she could stay poised. She must stay calm. She didn't want to fuss over minor matters with this b*stard. She could not defeat him anyway.