“Well, if I kiss you more, maybe you'll remember."

“You're such a rogue." Laura pretended to be angry and attempted to break free from his embrace.

Not wanting to appear too eager, Forrest had to control himself.

"This is normal behavior for a couple. How can I be a rogue? I'll take responsibility for you. If you agree, we can get married right away."

Laura didn't want to delve into that topic, so she intentionally changed the subject.

“When will you finish your work? I'm getting bored waiting here."

“I'll be done soon," Forrest assured her.

Laura urged, “Hurry up, then."

“Okay.”

By the time Forrest completed his work, it was already dark outside, and dinner time was approaching.

He found a delightful seafood hotpot restaurant specifically for their meal.

Laura ordered an assortment of seafood and an extremely spicy hotpot.

Observing the fiery red oil, resembling a volcanic eruption, Forrest glanced at the gauze-wrapped wound on his arm.

Having been a doctor, he knew he couldn't consume such spicy and greasy food.

It wouldn't be good for his health.

Therefore, he didn't eat anything.

“Why aren't you eating? Don't you enjoy eating with me?" Laura inquired as she placed a piece of Spanish mackerel into Forrest's bowl.

“It's not that." Forrest picked up his chopsticks and replied, “I enjoy being with you."

"It's delicious. Eat more," Laura encouraged, quickly serving him more food.

Forrest couldn't handle excessively spicy food.