Playing Cute In Front Of My Ex-Husband
Chapter 229

Chapter 229 

Right after Katherine and Zack left the police station, they went directly to an exotic food restaurantnearby.

Although Katherine did not have mysophobia, she also wanted to eat in a place that had a quiet andclean dining environment, so she chose that restaurant.

She could not make things difficult for herself just for Zack to be disgusted.

For her, it was simply not worth doing! However, just as they stepped into the restaurant, all eyes weredrawn to them.

It was because they were dressed extravagantly, which didn't match the ambiance of theestablishment, not to mention that they were both attractive.

The waiter then led them to a table near the window and handed them the menu.

As Katherine finally sat down, she reached the menu and ordered the food she wanted.

Zack, on the other hand, had never been in a place like this before.

Thus, when he smelled the strong and mixed smells of the foods being cooked, he felt his stomach turnupside down.

He looked at Katherine in front of him.

She was focused on eating her meal.She was completely unconcerned.

It was obvious that she was used to eating such food in a setting like this.

Zack was well aware that Katherine had purposefully dragged him to this restaurant.

But he was still willing to accompany her and accept her challenge.

However, no matter how determined he was, when he saw the meals listed on the menu, he realizedhe didn't want to eat any of those.

Meanwhile, Katherine had already received her order and was now eating it.

But she suddenly stopped eating and looked up to Zack when she noticed that he was still sitting thereand had not ordered anything yet.

So she raised her eyebrows at him and called him out, "Zack."

His thoughts were interrupted by that, but he still answered, "Huh?"

His gaze was intense and focused.He had never looked at Katherine in such a way before.

Ignoring her observation, Katherine pursed her lips and realized it was pointless to continue her words.

So she changed it and said instead, "There's a fine-dining restaurant upstairs.Go there if you don'twant anything here.Maybe you can replace there a dish that you prefer."

Her words were unusually calm, and there was no hint of any emotions.

As Zack thought Katherine was just mocking him, he somehow felt angry but still asked her, "How doyou know that I don't like such exotic food?"

Answering his question, she almost blurted out the truth that she knew he had mysophobia.

Fortunately, she had stopped herself and replied instead, "It's so obvious because you haven't orderedanything yet."

"It's because this is my first time to be in such a place like this."

"Oh, is that so? Well, eating this exotic food platter was worth trying.The goose blood soup isdelicious.And this grilled frog just tastes like a chicken.You should try these,"

Katherine said, gesturing each dish one by one.She suggested the food she knew Zack would notwant.

Originally, she expected him to be angry and leave in disgust.

But she was surprised when he ordered the same platter she had.

Seeing that Zack was not willing to back down, Katherine ordered additional dishes for her platter asshe felt she was somehow losing to him.

Not long after, the waiter brought her order to their table.

What Katherine had ordered was a whole roasted duck.

She only asked for the plain one because she didn't like spicy food and simply wanted to see how Zackwould react.

Sure enough, Zack's face instantly changed when the roasted duck was placed on their table.

The waiter also gave them new cutlery to use.

Zack's order had also been served to their table, so they're all set now.

The strong smell of grilled frog immediately reached Katherine's nose soon as it was placed on Zack'sside.

She immediately put down the blanched vegetables she was eating and tried the frog instead.

Meanwhile, Zack was stunned as the smell of the grilled frog made him want to throw up.

But as he shifted his gaze to Katherine, he noticed that she seemed to be fine and was notexperiencing the same feelings as he was.

Zack could not understand why others liked these exotic food platters.

And at the same time, everyone at the table was digging in the same platters.

In that case, it was possible that they would also share bacteria, making the food more unhealthy andfilthy.

But it was not that he didn't like Katherine anymore just because of that.

He just could not stand the smell of the grilled frog in front of him and couldn't imagine eating it.

After noticing Zack's stupor, Katherine ignored him and ate slowly.

Zack was just sitting there with his utensils, but he had not eaten anything yet.

He actually wanted to eat too, but this was the first time he would eat such.

So, he had no idea how long those dishes had been cooked or how many times those had beenreheated.

Zack shifted his gaze to the few pieces of beef in the mushroom stew and stared at it for a moment.

Then he looked at Katherine, his dark eyes moving erratically.

"It's still uncooked?" he said with his pale face, referring to the beef beside the tabletop grill.

Seeing how helpless Zack was, Katherine decided to stop teasing him.

She waved her hand to the waiter and asked him to remove the main dishes like goose blood soup.

Even though she ordered it, she only took a few spoons from it, so it still looked like it had beenuntouched.

"May I know if there's a problem with these dishes?" the waiter asked immediately after he heardKatherine's request.

The waiter naturally had to clarify if there was something wrong with the dishes that she didn't like,causing her to request it to be taken away.

Katherine gave Zack a brief glance before returning her attention to the waiter and saying, "Nothing, Ijust ordered the wrong dishes.Could you just give these dishes to that table? Don't worry, I'll pay for itanyway-"

While saying this, Katherine pointed to the table of young people near them.

"No problem, Ma‘am, I'll send these over to them" the waiter obediently said, quite relieved.

"Thank you" Katherine replied with a nod.