Chapitre 217: You are just being paranoid, Srinivas.

Srinivas was driving while Shreya sat on the passenger seat munching on her breakfast that he had very diligently brought. He knew she wouldn't bother with things like food when she was alone.

"Who made this? This is delicious!" Shreya commented. The last time she had homemade food was when Charan had cooked for her… which felt like longer than a long time before.

She or her family… they did not have any talent for cooking whatsoever. And in the islands, even though they were prepared at home… since the people there were actually professional chefs… it still tasted like take-outs.

Before knowing Charan, she was so very used to take-outs and eating out that it did not bother her much… but after being with Charan and after having at least one delicious and warm meal a day, she couldn't stand the take-outs as much. He had absolutely spoilt her tongue. Now, take-outs tastes like trash no matter where she orders them from.