"You don't need to teach me."

Sam shrugged. "Then I'm talking too much."

Now, he was far away from Gale's life.

A miss was a miss, and it was impossible to continue the leading edge.

Sam knew it was the perfect ending for him, and Gale was safe now.

Once he thought she was dead, but unexpectedly, she was still alive and well.

That was enough.

He looked at her from a distance, occasionally inquiring about her recent situation, and he was satisfied.

Sam will not and dare not expect extravagantly.

Gale and Peach soon turned back.

"Mr. Carson, have a taste." Peach put the plate in front of him.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome." Peach handed over the cutlery to him again.

Sam took it, suddenly thought of something, and looked at her sideways. "You have been working with me. It seems that you haven't eaten yet, have you?"

"Ah... yes."

How could Peach dare to say that she was hungry at this time?

She was so scared!

Just as Sam was about to say something, Shawn had already spoken f