Chapter 604

Chapter 604

Nolan’s face looked softened under the interlacing white lights and shadows it was flawless, profound, and

attractive that no words could describe his perfection

Maisie walked toward him, lifted her hand, rubbed his eyebrows lightly, and slid her finger down the bridge of his

well-defined nose.

Nolan frowned raised his hand, grabbed her wrist, dragged her into his arms, and then slowly opened his eyes to

look at her. “You’re really a bad woman.” Maisie chuckled, placed her hands on his shoulders, and leaned closer to

him. “How am I a bad woman?”

He then wrapped his arms around her waist. You’re finally done with your work. Are you hungry?”

Yes.’ She nodded.

Nolan hugged her with a smile, pressed his lips and nose against her neck, and gave off a pregnant smirk.” Are you

really hungry?”

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Maisie pushed against his chest feebly. “Stop fooling around already. I’m really hungry, so hungry that I literally

have no strength to do anything now.”

Nolan stopped messing around, let go of her, and sorted his suit out. What do you want to eat? I’ll take you there.”

Maisie thought about something, grabbed his arm, and smiled brightly. “I haven’t eaten ravioli in a very long time. I

want to eat ravioli

Nolan had asked Quincy to go back first when he came over, so it was fortunate that Maisie had driven to work

today.

She could not guarantee that the amnesiac would know the way.

She drove her car to a small ravioli shop near Housten Street. The restaurants signboard had not been changed

over the past 20 years, and it looked ancient

Even the restaurant’s interior decoration looked very ordinary, simple, and very down to earth.

Nolan did not seem to have been to such a place to eat before this. He took a look around at the wooden stools and

tables in the shop and creased his eyebrows

Maisie ordered two sets of ravioli with the proprietress, then walked to a table and sat down. Seeing that Nolan was

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standing stiffly next to the table, she smiled. It’s good to experience the life of an ordinary citizen once in a while.

Isn’t it boring to only eat delicacies from all over the world every day?”

Nolan sat opposite her and seemed to think that the table was not clean enough, so he took out a tissue and wiped

it twice.



Maisie rested her chin on one of her hands and stared at him with a grin. “This restaurant’s ravioli is very famous.

It’ll never disappoint you.”

Nolan raised his head. “Have you been here?

Maisie closed her eyelids. “Ryleigh and I often came here to eat ravioli when we were in high school. This ravioli

restaurant is one of the oldest shops that you can find on Housten Street.”

Nolan threw the tissue into the trash can while the proprietress enthusiastically brought two plates of ravioli to the

table. “Hi there, you two, please enjoy. All the seasonings are on the table. Feel free to mix and match them

yourself.”

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Maisie smiled and nodded. Thank you.” Having said that, she grabbed a bottle of vinegar from the table and poured

it onto the ravioli, and then sprinkled chopped chives, minced garlic, cumin, and pepper.

Nolan was also a little puzzled by Maisie’s strange way of eating while she stirred the ravioli with a spoon. She

noticed that he was surprised and smiled. * This is the way of eating that Ryleigh taught me. She has always had a

strange way of eating ravioli, but every time these seasonings are presented to me, the flavor suits my taste.”

She then spooned the ravioli, tasted it, and sent it to the side of his mouth. “Do you want to give it a try?”

Nolan stared at the food that she handed over but did not move,

Maisie frowned. “You don’t despise my saliva, do you?” “How could it be?” Nalan held her hand and shoved the

ravioli that she had taken a bite from into his mouth

He then coughed vigorously for some reason.

Maisie laughed. “Nolan, are you telling me that you can’t handle spicy food?”

Nolan grabbed the bowl of beef broth, took a huge sip out of it, and then finally felt relieved. “I never liked spicy

food ever since I was a kid.”

Maisie lowered her eyes and chuckled. “Wayion and Colton are like you. They don’t like spicy food, but they both try

their best to eat spicy food only because Daisie likes her spicy crayfish.”