Chapter 1195

Cordy quickly said, "No, it's not made for me."

She could understand that Richard meant no harm since he was still a child.

But with Wendy around, saying something like that was inevitably inappropriate.

"No, it really was made for you," Wendy said bluntly then. "I told Johnny to make it for you, since Dicky said you like it. Why don't you have a taste?"

Cordy pursed her lips, surprised that Wendy was that magnanimous.

In contrast, she felt petty.

Nonetheless, she opened her mouth and ate the slice.

It was much softer than those purchased, and its sweetness melted in her mouth right away.

In fact, Cordy had not been feeling an appetite, but she was suddenly seized by an impulse to start gluttoning.

"It's good, right?" Wendy asked her expectantly.

"Yeah."

"That's what I've been saying," Wendy said sweetly. "I'm so lucky to have met Johnny. He's rich, handsome, kind, and a good cook. He's just so perfect…"

Cordy was going to tell her that she did not have to go that far just