She had had this vulnerable and innocent look about her since birth, It easily roused people's protective instincts, and Helen was acutely aware of how to use this to her advantage.

Theodore smacked his lips together, trying to come up with a way to gently refuse her.

Noticing his hesitation, Helen started pouting.

"The hospital food is terrible. I miss Judy's cooking. I want to eat the coq au vin cooked by her. When I was still at school, Judy would cook that dish every weekend when I visited your home."

Theodore felt dazed by this trip down memory lane. It was one of the rare warm memories he had, but also one he would like to forget.