Fern quickly finished preparing a few dishes. Three of them then sat down at the dining table. “Mommy, I haven’t eaten the dishes that you prepared ever since Uncle Asher started coming over to cook for us.” Rue still preferred the dishes her mother prepared. After all, she had grown up eating her mother’s dishes. “Does this mean that you’d like to eat the dishes that I prepare?” Fern asked with a smile. Rue nodded at once. “Yes!” After speaking, she looked at Eugene and asked, “Daddy, you haven’t eaten the dishes prepared by Mommy in a long time too, right? Do you like the dishes prepared by her?” Fern looked at Eugene instinctively. At the same time, he raised his head to meet her gaze. Somehow, her heart started racing. Before he could say anything, she said, “How could the dishes that I prepare compare to Sydney’s? Of course, he’d be more accustomed to the dishes she cooks.” Rue felt slightly disgruntled. She asked Eugene, “Daddy, do you prefer the dishes prepared
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