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“…” Xyla Quest was at a loss for words suddenly.
“I’ll pay attention next time. What are we having for dinner?” Stanley Batton changed the subject
smoothly.
“What do you want to eat? I’ll make it,” Xyla said. She seemed completely unaware of the wound on
her hand.
Stanley had never met a girl like her from a wealthy family who was nowhere close to being effeminate.
“’What do you want to eat?” Stanley asked.
“I’m fine with anything. Just tell me what you want. I’ll make it,” Xyla repeated.
“Stay here,” Stanley said before turning around and walking toward the kitchen with a smile.
“What about your elbow?” Xyla asked.
“It’s fine,” he said.
“I’ll help you out,” Xyla said before getting up and running after him. However, as soon as she arrived
by the door, the kitchen door was shut in her face.
After that, Stanley locked the door from the other side.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Be careful with your elbow,” Xyla said softly once she heard the clicking sound of the lock. However,
Stanley did not reply to her.
By now, Xyla was getting used to Five Batton’s temper. She knew he would not open the door no
matter what. Therefore, she returned to the couch and sat cross-legged as she played Honor of Kings.
After Xyla won three matches in the game, Stanley called out for her to dine.
Xyla put her phone away before she washed her hand and walked into the dining room.
Right then, Stanley was standing at the dining table as he placed the cutlery in their rightful positions.
The sleeves of his black shirt were rolled up to his elbows. The white apron around him made him
appear a lot more human-like.
However, even the simple white apron gave off a noble aura when Stanley wore it.
The dining table was covered with a green and white checkered tablecloth. On the table were four
steaming hot dishes filled with prawns in tomato sauce, scallion-grilled sea cucumbers, abalone dipped
in oyster sauce, mushroom coleslaw, and ginseng chicken soup. The main course was sausage fried
rice.
In terms of the presentation of food and the choices of color, it all looked like a five-star restaurant.
Xyla had never expected Stanley to be such a good cook. The smell of food was enough to make her
salivate.
“Five Batton, I didn’t think you could cook this well,” Xyla said.
“Let’s eat,” Stanley said before sitting down as he began peeling a large prawn and putting it in her
bowl.
“I’ll do it myself,” Xyla said as she sat down. She then used her chopsticks to pick up the large prawn
before giving it a taste. The blend of the prawn’s fresh taste and the sour taste of the tomato was
perfect. Due to the soft texture of the prawn, it was even more delicious. This was the best dish of
prawns in tomato sauce she had ever tasted. There was nothing to pick on in terms of how it was
cooked or the color of the dish.
“It’s delicious,” Xyla gave Stanley the thumbs up.
“Have some more in that case,” Stanley said before placing another peeled prawn in front of her.
“I’ll do it myself. Your elbow hasn’t fully recovered yet. You can peel for yourself,” Xyla said.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Do you think your fingers are capable of peeling prawns?” Stanley asked calmly before he continued
to peel prawns.
“…Yeah.”
Why could Xyla not do it?
All she had was a small cut on one of her fingers, not all of them.
Was this necessary?
“…” Stanley remained silent as he continued to peel prawns. He then placed the peeled prawns back
into the plate.
When Xyla offered to help, Stanley moved the entire plate of prawns closer to him so that she could not
do so.
After a short while, all the prawns were peeled. It was now a plate of peeled prawns in tomato sauce.
“Just pick them up with your chopsticks,” Stanley said before pushing the plate closer to her.
“Okay,” Xyla said.
This man in front of her was very attentive. He was nothing like the gangster Xyla had imagined him to
be.
While everything seemed peaceful here in the dining room, an entirely different scene was playing out
in another house.
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