Chapter 951

Sharon prepared a few dishes for him. They were all his favorites.

“Try this fish. Is it fresh enough?” she asked as she pushed the platter of fish in front of him with a cheery smile on her face.

Simon looked at her without moving. “What’s wrong? You don’t feel like having fish?” she asked in confusion.

He shook his head. “Are there bones in this fish?”

“Isn’t that nonsense? Why wouldn’t fish have bones?” she asked. She suddenly understood what he was trying to imply. She smiled ambiguously and asked, “Do you want me to help you pick out the bones?”

“In that case, I’d have to trouble you,” he said. This was really what he meant!

“Do you want me to feed you?”

“That sounds pretty good as well.”

Was he waiting for her to serve him?

She could have refused, but she took her cutleries and helped him pick out the bones in the fish. She then put the spoonful of fish in front of his mouth. “Come on, good boy. Eat this.”

“What did you call me?”

“I called you a goo