Wrong Ride, Right Lover novel Chapter 188

Monique rebutted without lifting her head, “You’re so finicky.”

She went on and grabbed a whole lot of pasta with her fork and blew on it.

Henry scoffed. “How big is your mouth? Can you even fit all that?”

Before he could even finish, he heard a loud slurping noise. Monique stuffed all of the pasta into her mouth.

Her mouth was puffed up as she gleefully chewed. Her satisfaction in that moment was indescribable.

Looking at her satisfied face, a pang of hunger hit Henry. The meatball bolognese was especially fragrant.

Monique was amused when she saw that he wanted to taste it but was too embarrassed to say. She scooped a spoonful of sauce and brought it near his mouth. “It’s really tasty. Try it.”

Henry frowned and pursed his lips as he stared at the spoon in front of him.

However, Monique was not discouraged by his reaction. Her hand remained in the same position while she pouted and tried to persuade him. “You’re the first man to come here with me other than my grandfather. Go on and give it a try!”

The first man she brought there!

Upon hearing this, Henry opened his mouth unwillingly while Monique fed him like a child.

Then, Monique grabbed the pasta with her fork and brought it to Henry’s mouth, “This pasta is handmade; it’s super chewy.”

“My mouth can’t fit it all,” Henry smirked.

Monique smiled brilliantly. “That’s how you can taste the flavor. Be a good boy and open up.”

Henry shook his head and kept his mouth sealed.

Monique had no choice but to give in. She put the pasta back onto the plate and picked up a smaller portion. Only then, Henry opened his mouth reluctantly. He ate it elegantly without making a sound.

“Feed me,” the man said casually in a magnetic voice.

“Cough… Cough…” Monique had choked on a huge mouthful of pasta when she heard what he said.

He was like a boy throwing a tantrum as he bitterly stared at her.

Monique coughed so violently that she teared up. She was amused by him acting like a child and rolled her eyes. “If you’re not eating, give it to me then.”

‘Let’s see how long you can keep this up’, she thought.

Then, she pretended to take the pasta from Henry.

Slap. Henry gently smacked her hand away. “Are you a pig? You can’t eat that much when you’ve just recently recovered.”

Monique burst with laughter. His haughty expression was so adorable.