Chapter 311

The brothers' wives froze, exchanged looks, then turned their eyes to Liora's bowl. It was so loaded with food that some pieces were practically falling out.

They chuckled and settled back into their seats.

Greta, booming as always, laughed, "Look at us, aunties, worried the boys might go hungry, so we keep piling food into Liora's bowl."

Her comment smoothed over the awkward moment between the ot