Chapter 232 Have You Even Looked At Yourself?
- Francisco and Hazel sat together at the dining table. The warm aroma of chicken soup filled the air as Francisco placed a bowl in front of her.
- Hazel picked up the spoon, staring at the soup for a moment. She didn’t feel like eating, but she knew Francisco wouldn't let her off so easily.
- “Just take a sip,” he said, watching her closely.