Chapter 203

The day had finally arrived. Helena had successfully manipulated Caesar into spending time with her, and now she was determined to milk every second of opportunity. "Cae, you have to try this," Helena said with calculated cheerfulness, cutting a piece of her steak and extending her fork toward him. "It's absolutely divine!" Caesar's face remained stone-cold despite her theatrical enthusiasm. As Helena attempted to feed him directly from her personal fork, his own utensils froze mid-air, his eyes locked on the morsel like it was contaminated. His lips compressed into a razor-thin line. He wasn't sure how to respond without causing a scene. The thought of eating food from another woman's fork made his stomach turn. "Go ahead, try it," Helena urged, her smile becoming more predatory. "Don't be so formal with me." Caesar studied her beaming face, feeling increasingly trapped by the situation. "I'm not being formal," he finally replied, his tone neutral but unmistakably firm. "Besides, I'm