After a brief silence, Joanne finally spoke up.

“They don't taste like the ones I had when I was young...

The ones I had when I was young were very sweet.

But this isn't that sweet.

It's a bit sour, but ...

There's a sweet aftertaste." "Ha, ha, ha! That's great.

Well, it's bad if the s'mores pops are just sweet.

I like them sour and sweet.

It's more challenging." Renee made some meaningful comments, and started having one s'mores pop too.

"Mm... It's good! I've got to say that Quinton cooks well.

I feel like getting him into catering." Renee had never tasted such delicious s'mores pops.

She had a few of them at one go, and smugly started talking about Quinton again.

1 But Joanne was no longer that repulsed.

She even chimed in, " Yeah, you're right.

He's good at cooking.

who cooked when we were young."

that Joanne might regain her wits and start hating

least, she could tell from Joanne's expression and reaction that she did

like his cooking, I'll make him cook from now on..."

would you like to eat tonight?

get the ingredients and make him cook." "Anything." Joanne forced a smile,

you for taking care of

me feel at home, which

shameless, and I don't want to leave." "Just stay here if you don't want

got many rooms

The more, the merrier.

I'm

Renee was happy to see the

to turn things around as long as she accepted

Renee would not

not

for such

the time, and asked

Joanne had just escaped death and

heal faster

they breathed a sigh of

"Ms.

this lady is very

body has weakened

here to get better, regardless of her

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