“I don’t like ginger, so you shouldn’t bother with it. You’re a person of status, so it would be overbearing of me to have you boil me some ginger syrup.” Caitlin spoke with a lack of interest.
Max’s eyes darkened. So you dislike ginger, huh? My wife hates ginger too! He felt a sudden joy over such a minute detail. “It’s okay, you can drink a bit of its juice if you don’t like eating them.” He left for the kitchen and began chopping on the gingers without even asking for her consent.
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