Nicole chewed on the fish expressionlessly. Without any seasoning, she could not taste the freshness of the fish.

The fish was washed ashore by the sea, and Nathaniel picked it up and roasted it over some dried leaves.

Except for the salty and fishy smell, it was just bland and tasteless.

“I want to eat at that old French restaurant in the streets of Paris, coupled with a glass of white wine. It’s simply perfection…”

Nathaniel ate with gusto. When he heard her words, he looked up at her and