Chapter 327: You’re Still Young, You Don’t Understand
When Abigail finally stopped her flurry of attacks, panting for breath, Leon calmly said, “Alright, warm-up before the meal is over. Time to eat.”
“Oh.” Abigail came back to her senses, realizing Leon had been teasing her on purpose earlier.
But she couldn’t beat him in a fight, and she couldn’t win an argument with him either. What else could she do?
Now that Leon had given her an out, she could only swallow her pride and let it slide for the moment.
Since she couldn’t get back at Leon physically, Abigail decided to take an alternate route to punish him.
Like now—just as Leon brought out the main dish, a glossy, rich, and tender slab of braised pork belly, before he could even serve her rice, Abigail scooped up a large piece with a spoon.
Watching the piece of meat wobble on the spoon, she hesitated for a moment before stuffing the whole thing into her mouth.
It looked greasy, but if it meant Leon would get two fewer bites, Abigail thought it was worth it. Even if it made her gain weight, she wasn’t afraid.
“A sporty girl fears nothing,” she consoled herself.
“Mmm! So sweet and fragrant!” To her surprise, the big slab of pork belly, about seventy percent fat and thirty percent lean, wasn’t as greasy as she’d imagined.
Instead, the unique aroma of the sauce and the rich meat flavor, along with a faint sweetness—whether from the pork itself or the sugar—made her eyes light up.