Samara elegantly cut into the steak, her movements smooth. Then, she gently nudged the plate of carefully prepared food over to Vincent and said, "Dig in."Vincent was speechless. He stared at the steak, unable to form a reaction.Just a while ago, Samara had forced herself onto him in the car, yet now she was being all thoughtful and considerate. He couldn't get a read on her at all.He reluctantly picked up his knife and fork. Each bite tasted like cardboard, and his gaze brimmed with aversion over the sudden change.After a few mouthfuls, he set down his cutlery and said, "I'm full."Samara paused, her unreadable gaze flitting over him. She noticed his complete indifference toward the meal she had carefully chosen for him. A faint, almost imperceptible trace of disappointment flashed through her heart, but her expression remained calm and unreadable.She fully believed that his aversion was only temporary. After all, she knew that right now, he had already developed feelings f
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