Eleven Years All to the Wrong Man novel Chapter 186

Just then, a restaurant server approached their table carrying a stone pot.

"Hello, this is your final dish—the chef's special chowder."

With that, the server placed the heavy pot on the side of the table, then set out spoons and ceramic bowls next to it.

The chowder was a local specialty, made with pork meatballs, tripe, and liver, simmered with rice and ginger into a rich, savory soup.

Emma had tried an authentic version once when she was on a business trip with Evan in Graymont City, and the memory had stuck with her. So, when ordering earlier, she had picked it out of fondness.

Seeing that Nathan hadn't eaten any main course and was only picking at the side dishes, Emma took a clean bowl, ladled some of the chowder into it, then stood up and placed it next to him.

"Have some chowder. It's really delicious."

Emma looked at Nathan with sincere earnestness.

Nathan put down his fork, glanced at the woman across from him, and then at the bowl by his hand.

He picked it up and stirred it gently with the small spoon. When he saw the distinct pieces of lung and other organ meats, Nathan immediately set the bowl back down.

"What's wrong?"

Emma saw him pick it up only to put it down again and asked with concern, not knowing what had happened.

"It's nothing. Just a personal preference—I don't really eat organ meat," Nathan explained calmly.

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