The sound of music swayed within the room, surrounded by champagne-colored roses, candlelight gently flickering, halos shimmering, the faint scent of roses wafting, complemented by exquisite food—truly a romantic candlelight dinner.
Tessa drifted out from the kitchen, placing the cooked steak in front of Faye.
Her eyes sparkling, she invited him, "Try it quickly, is it good?"
Meanwhile, she took off her apron, casually tossed it aside, and picked up her knife and fork to taste the steak herself.
Faye cut a small piece and put it into his mouth, chewing silently.
Tessa ate a piece too—it tasted good, but she wasn't sure if it suited Faye, especially after his memory loss—and she inquired anxiously, "Is it good?"
Faye didn't speak, simply cut another piece and ate.
Tessa's lips curled happily, smiling as she gazed at him.
Although he had lost his memory, he still expressed his likes by eating, just like before.
