Sweetheart, Do You Still Love Me?

The idea of getting engaged delighted Callum. “Sure.” He nodded.

“But first, I need to heal Angie.” Her illness is not easy to treat. “I want to visit the black market in

Konig’s underworld. Do you want to go with me?”

“Sure,” Callum responded with a smile.

Elspeth then went to bed to catch some rest. While she slept, she could feel someone staying by her

side, gently caressing her face.

When she awoke the next morning, she felt revitalized. As she walked downstairs, she smelled the

pleasant aroma of cooked rice.

“Callum?”

At that, Callum popped his head out of the kitchen. He looked at Elspeth who had just awoken and said

smilingly, “I am cooking. It will be ready soon.”

Callum Winthrop is cooking! Elspeth was so surprised that she stared at him with wide eyes.

On the other hand, he was dressed in an apron while his face was smeared with flour and his hand

clutching a ladle. He appeared exactly as if he were a stay-at-home husband.

“Callum, if you’re being forced into this, blink twice.”

Elspeth then went closer to him and began poking his cheeks.

“No one forced me.” Callum glared at her, his lips pursed before he continued, “I’m just concerned that

you haven’t been eating well the last few days. Hence, I decided to cook for you.”

Elspeth’s body shook at the mention of food. “You’re wrong, then. Jordan made me eat big portions

every day so I could be ready for the surgery as soon as possible. Gosh, I’ve consumed nearly all of

the delectable foods available. It would be detrimental to my figure to continue eating at that pace.”

Callum raised his brows at that. “So, are you not eating now?”

“It’s not that! It’s my honor that Mr. Winthrop is cooking for the first time, for me! I will eat!”

She then sat at the dining table, and her eyes stared wide again when she saw the entire table filled

with various delicacies.

“I can’t even prepare all of these. How did you manage it, Callum? You never have to cook for

yourself.”

Callum looked at her, and his expression was unnatural. “I am indeed not cooking for the first time.”

Elspeth’s smile froze. She could imagine him cooking for his ex-girlfriend in the past and her voice

sounded weird as she posed her question. “I see. How did it go then?”

Callum, however, didn’t notice that, as he answered, “It went fine. It was just that too much of my

cooking isn’t good for your health.”

He remembered his assistant’s agonized expression when he tried his food for the first time… In the

end, Callum had to try his own food for better judgment.

Suddenly, Elspeth became enraged and slapped the utensils on the table. “How nice to be your ex-

girlfriend, huh?”

That stunned Callum. “What?” he asked, perplexed.

“Didn’t you learn to cook for your ex-girlfriend?”

He shook his head. “It isn’t for her. I only recently learned to cook.”

Realizing that she had misunderstood him, Elspeth embarrassingly lowered her head. “Is it for me?”

“No; it’s for me,” Callum answered with such a serious expression that Elspeth was confused.

“Why?”

He then looked at her, and after seeing that her expression wasn’t particularly displeased, he said, “I

understood from the egg fried rice you previously made that both of us won’t be able to survive long if

we rely on your cooking skills.”

That rendered Elspeth speechless.

Fine! But he indeed has a flair for cooking.

After they had finished their meals, Elspeth glared at Callum and said, “Wash the dishes.”

He obediently did so. After he washed the dishes and Elspeth cleared the table, they both went to the

underworld’s black market.

Elspeth went straight to look for Irving.

Seeing that she had personally come for him, Irving was delighted. “I thought you’d forgotten about me,

Elspeth! It seems like you do remember an old man like me! Why are you looking for me?”

“I’m thinking of getting something from you.”

Irving was even happier when he heard that. “Tell me exactly what you want. I’ll get you anything within

my capability.”

“I’m looking for the highest quality saussurea, ginseng, and female ginseng.”

Irving touched his chin when he heard that. “I can find these items for you, but their quality—”

Elspeth smiled and said considerately, “Just try your best.”

“Oh, someone is coming tonight to auction off these herbs. His herbs are always of high quality. Do you

want me to bring you to him?”

Her eyes lit up. “Sure! I can buy other things from him as well.”

He nodded before making a call. Not long after, a man in black came in.

The man was in his fifties, had a strong build, and walked in steadily as if he had trained his body. His

face, however, appeared to be familiar.

Elspeth stared at his face, her mind connecting him to someone she knew, but such a link seemed

absurd to her. “Hello, what’s your name?”

The man took a glance at Callum, who was standing beside Elspeth, as his eyes blinked and said,

“Just call me Blue.”

“Mr. Blue, I want to buy from you high-quality saussurea, ginseng, and female ginseng. If possible,

please also provide me with other herbs that are good for blood replenishment.”

Her words made the man frown. “Are you going to perform the blood cleansing procedure?”

Blood cleansing was a traditional treatment, and only one person in the world, Sonny Schwartz, had

successfully completed it.

It was a method of cleaning a person’s blood so that the person’s blood could recover to its pre-illness

condition. All three ingredients, saussurea, ginseng, and female ginseng, were required for both the

process and the individual’s subsequent recovery. However, such treatment was too ridiculous and

risky, as there had only been one successful case so far, and thus had long been lost.

Elspeth responded with a nod. “You have good judgment, Mr. Blue.”

“Since you need them for treatment, I’ll give them to you.”

She was elated to hear that. “Thank you, Mr. Blue. How much should I pay you?”

The man, however, shook his head. “I don’t want any money, but I want to know something from you.”

“Please go ahead.”

“I want to know about the Winthrop Family.”

At that, Callum raised his head and looked at the man profoundly.

The man continued with his eyes gleaming as he looked at Callum, “I suppose you are the son of the

Winthrop Family, right? I have a few questions.”

Since it was only a few questions, Callum nodded and agreed, “Ask away.”

“I heard a while back that one of the Winthrop Family’s young masters, Arthur Winthrop, had a falling

out with the family after discovering that he wasn’t the family’s biological child. Is that true?”

Callum’s pupils shrank when he heard that. He then turned around and exchanged glances with

Elspeth.

“Yes. That’s true.”

The man frowned when he heard that. “Does he believe the Winthrops are to blame for his parents’

deaths?”

Callum nodded. “Yes.”

The man clenched his fist tightly when he heard that. “Last question. Can you bring me to Arthur?”

Elspeth was surprised. “Why?”

“Because… I am his father,” the man explained, his eyes filled with anguish.