Chapitre 462: Being Followed

Amanda stared speechlessly at Eric's retreating figure, feeling like she had just seen a ghost. Was this really the same Mr. Nelson from the office? He seemed nothing like the cold, intimidating man she knew at work! 

"He's totally a wife-slave!" Amelia snorted. "Ella, remember, just one bite! Got it?" 

Ella nodded, her large, sparkling eyes brimming with laughter. "Just one bite, just to satisfy my craving!" 

She was absolutely dying to eat barbecue. She hadn't had any for such a long time! The mouthwatering aroma had been teasing her since they arrived, and her salivary glands hadn't stopped working overtime. 

What made it worse was that the foods Ella used to love before her pregnancy no longer appealed to her. Instead, she now craved things she'd rarely eaten before—many of which were strictly off-limits according to her doctor.