Although Callum brought Camryn two business deals and revenue, she could not possibly spend all the profits on buying him dinner.

“Alright. You can pick the place since it’s your treat. I’m happy if you want to cook for me too.”

It did not matter to Callum where he was having the meal so long as his fiancée was treating him.

If Camryn could read his mind, she would challenge Callum about her being his fiancée.

Likewise, Callum would refute that since his nana made her his spouse candidate, so she was his fiancée.

“I can’t see, Mr. Callum. I can’t cook.” Camryn calmly reminded Callum that she was blind.

She could move freely in a familiar environment, but cooking was on another level.

Camryn would make her own food if she had her eyesight.

Despite being a child of the Newman family, Camryn used to do everything herself.

The smile on Callum’s face faded. Oh, right. She could not see. How was she supposed to cook?

He would probably not taste his wife’s cooking if she sti