Chapter 844

However, this illusion of peaceful days was completely shattered when Bryan returned. "Where did these apricots come from?" Bryan barged in, his face glistening with sweat. Without a second thought, he grabbed one of the freshly washed apricots from the bamboo tray and popped it into his mouth. The next second, his handsome face the very one that had charmed countless village girls twisted in agony. Raised with manners, he couldn’t just spit it out, so he forced himself to swallow before hopping around and exclaiming, "So sour! So sour!" After dashing inside to gulp down a large glass of water, he came back out and eyed Frederick, who was silently pouring the apricots now dirtied again by Bryan’s soot-covered hands back into the basin for another wash. Unconcerned about his grimy hands, Bryan casually slung an arm over Frederick’s shoulder. "Bro, who on earth eats these things?" "I do." With Jane around, Frederick’s patience was unshakable. Bryan stared at him, eyes widening in shock.