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Our Billion-Worth Twins by Velvet Antler

Chapter 581
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Chapter 581

Her voice was so soft, like a tiny little brush caressing gently on his heart. Cedrick’s heart

melted.

"Fine. May I please ask who is the lady behind me?"

Catelyn then released her hands and pinched his cheek revengefully. "Not fun at all."

His vision came back to light. Cedrick turned around to see Catelyn pouting and could not

help but tease, "How come I never knew that you liked such childish games?"

He was suggesting that she was childish! This was just entertainment!

Catelyn threw him a scornful look and then pushed him back into the dining room angrily.

Back in the dining room, the dining table was already filled with plenty of food, other than

the simple healthy food to help with Cedrick's recovery, there were also a few other dishes

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that Catelyn usually enjoyed.

Even desserts were included. Catelyn had a hard time looking through what was available.

Cedrick sat on Catelyn's right side, the both of them sitting so close together. He passed the cutlery to her. "I heard

that this restaurant serves really scrumptious Chinase food. Give it a try. If you like it, I will ask Charles to make

reservations at this restaurant in the future."

Catelyn was intrigued and drooling over it. She saw a cup of pudding and then took her spoon and scooped one bite

into her mouth.

It was so silky smooth and tasted so authentic.

"It is indeed delicious." Catelyn nodded in approval and then continued to take another scoop.

Cedrick watched as her pink lips opened and closed. Her lips were so beautiful and moved as though they were

quietly sending him an invitation. His heartstrings were plucked, and he could not help but lean slightly forward.

He did not say a word either but simply opened his lips slightly, waiting for her to feed him.

He suddenly got closer. His face was suddenly magnified before her, making her heart skip a beat. To cover up her

change in emotions, she pretended to reach out for the clean set of cutlery before him.

Cedrick's big palm then pressed on her knee, his dark eyes locked right onto hers.

"I prefer using the ones you used."

Catelyn recalled that she fed him water with the cup that she used yesterday, and he complimented that the water

tasted good. She immediately blushed.

She ignored his flirts but continued to retrieve the clean set of cutlery and scooped a small amount of pudding into

his mouth.

Cedrick held the entire spoon in his mouth, the tip of his tongue swirling slowly, savoring the taste of the pudding.

Catelyn loved the dessert and wished he would like it as well. She winked at him and asked, "How is it? Does it taste

good?"

Cedrick did not like desserts, then said, "If you feed me like you did the other day, it will taste better."

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He must be crazy, he was flirting with her again!

However, he was not mobile, especially when his right arm was injured by the gun. He could

barely lift his arm. She could only blush and continue to feed him with food.

One scoop after another, streaks of her hair unintentionally brushed against his cheek,

leaving little itches where it touched.

Then she lifted her face up to look at him, looking puzzled.

"Cedrick, did you smell something on yourself?"

Cedrick still had a little bit of food in his mouth. He slowly swallowed it and said, "Of course,

I smell like a real man."

Catelyn rolled her eyes.

Cedrick continued to rub the tip of his nose against her cheek.

She regretted it again. It was the killer’s fault. He could only look at her and rub his nose

against her. Nothing else he could do!

"Stop being a narcissist. I am trying to say, is it because you have not showered in a long

time, so you are smelling like sweat now?" Catelyn frowned and looked disgusted.