Chapter 179
Chapter 179:
Before Brenden sat a dish of baked custard studded with apples. The apples, thinly sliced and artfully layered, were nestled in a creamy custard baked to a golden, firm finish. Regardless of its flavor, the dish was undeniably visually appealing.
Wesley’s lips tightened, his eyes turning cold. She had clearly put genuine effort into Brenden’s breakfast—after all, she had previously made some awful greasy fried meat for him—but this looked exquisite.
Unaware that his dish was a disaster, Brenden was so moved he nearly welled up. Since childhood, aside from Loretta, no one had shown him such kindness. At that moment, Loretta and Miriam joined them at the table.
Deeply touched, Brenden declared, “Gabriela made this special breakfast for me. Of course I’ll savor every bite p>
He scooped a generous spoonful of custard. The instant it hit his tongue, his pleased expression faltered, replaced by a grimace. It was unbearably salty. Had Gabriela emptied the entire salt canister into it?
Catching her glance, he noticed a flicker of smug triumph mixed with quiet anger, and it clicked. In his mind, Gabriela’s affection had twisted into mischief. If she couldn’t have him, she’d sabotage him. Well, it was all because of his undeniable charm. Having let Gabriela down, he figured he deserved her punishment.
Brenden forced down the custard, maintaining a neutral expression. With a bright smile, he lied, “Gabriela, your cooking is incredible. This is truly delicious p>
Gabriela stared, at a loss for words. Wasn’t that much salt enough to make him wince?
Noticing her icy glare, Brenden fell silent but continued to choke down the custard. Leaning toward Wesley, he whispered, “I think Gabriela’s way too into you p>
𝘈𝗱𝘥𝗶𝗰𝘁𝗂𝘃𝘦 𝗻o𝘷е𝗹ѕ 𝘰𝗻
Wesley shot him a cold glance, saying nothing.
Brenden pressed on, “This breakfast is overly salty, but it must’ve taken her ages to make. She’s punishing me with this because I couldn’t return her feelings. Gabriela’s such a great girl. Why would she fall for someone like me? I’ve really disappointed her p>
He muttered as he ate, unable to contain himself. His overwhelming charm demanded to be acknowledged, or his ego would burst. Wesley’s fists clenched subtly, tempted to silence him.
Wesley picked up an apple and said casually, “Grandma, Brenden’s eating something this salty so early. It is not good for his health. He needs some exercise p>
Due to Wesley’s past health concerns, Loretta was particularly attentive to the younger family members’ well-being. Alarmed, she tasted the custard and found it unbearably salty. Yet Brenden had already consumed over half.
Loretta promptly declared, “Brenden, after breakfast, you’re exercising with me p>
Brenden protested, “No need, Loretta. I’m fine p>
Loretta was resolute. “It’s not up to you. If I say you need it, you do p>
Brenden respected Loretta deeply. Thus he didn’t dare defy her and reluctantly agreed. Gabriela silently admired Loretta’s decisiveness. Well played!
After breakfast, Loretta sent Brenden on a short walk to aid digestion. Thirty minutes later, he was to exercise in the garden’s fresh air.
Then Loretta turned to Gabriela, her tone warm. “Is your foot fully healed, Gabriela p>