“Wow, he really dotes on me. I’ll definitely take good care of him in the future. And besides, whether or not it was your idea, you brought it over, so I’ll consider it your love and care.”

River did not care whether she personally prepared the soup. As long as she delivered it herself, even if it were just plain water, he would be happy.

“Have you had any?” he asked.

Rosalie replied, “I had breakfast before heading out, so of course I’ve had some. You go ahead and drink it. Let me know how it tastes.”

“Then I’ll help myself.”

Rosalie hummed in agreement, urging him to drink it quickly.

Watching River savor the soup with such relish, Rosalie could not help but tease him, “Do you not usually have soup? You make it seem like you’re drinking ambrosia or something.”

“I do usually have soup, but since you’ve brought this for me, it tastes especially good.”

Rosalie laughed. “I didn’t make it myself, though.

“Grandpa said you gave me a gift and I should return the kindness. I wasn’t