NovelAppLemira was momentarily caught off guard.
He said her hands weren't made for cooking. She thought he'd be pleased.
Orion stood there, his demeanor gentle, his tone even, "You don't have to do this to impress me." A tightness formed in Lemira's chest; her actions were just instinctive, a desire to do something nice. But it seemed Orion saw right through her. Lemira fiddled with a lock of hair near her ear, "Well, okay then." "The housekeeper will be here soon to make dinner." Lemira didn't insist. She sneaked a glance at Orion, feeling that he was somehow formidable. Just like the man she'd had a crush on in her past life.
That man had always tried to show her how her brothers weren't good to her, a reality she refused to accept, leading to her tragic end.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtOrion's way of speaking was so similar! As this thought crossed her mind, Lemira started to wonder if Orion was the man from her past life.
She was caught in a dilemma. If only she'd met that man in her past life, she'd surely recognize him now.
Soon, the housekeeper arrived, quickly preparing a feast.
The dishes were basically all Lemira's favorites, just looking at them made her mouth water.
She bowed her head and ate earnestly.
Orion, seeing her eat, remarked, "Can't find these at the Langston's?" Lemira paused, "Evelina has health issues, so she can't eat spicy food, making our meals quite bland." So, she hardly ever got to eat what she loved at home.
Orion felt a lump in his throat, his breathing constricted as if stuffed with cotton. Despite being a wealthy heiress, her life seemed worse off than that of an ordinary girl. He should have csooner.
Lemira finished, her belly full. She wiped the corner of her mouth and looked at Orion, who was eating gracefully, every movement elegant.
She was momentarily stunned, remembering how she devoured the food just now, a striking contrast. She felt amazed how someone could make eating look so good.
en Orion slowly put down his utensils, "Seen enough?" Lemira quickly averted her gaze, whispering, "How would you know I was looking if you weren't watching me?" After dinner, Lemira went straight to the study to work on problem sets.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmOrion sat in the living room, and then turned to make a call on the balcony. He stood there, his hand on the railing, "Find out who confessed to Lemira at the school gate this afternoon." en "Orion, someone's making a move on her, huh? Sounds like good news." Orion's tone was cool, "The guy's from the private high school next door, heard he's the new heartthrob transferred from Orvin."
"Oh, him? No need to look it up; I know who it is. Dorian, Felix's son, got into trouble at Oxvinearlier and NO had to transfer to Lyria." Orion was slightly annoyed, "Warn his family to stay away from Lemira."
"Protecting her so fiercely, huh? Everyone's young at spoint, o'm Besides, she'll be off to college soon, bound to have a boyfriend." "Shut it.
She doesn't need distractions right now." Orion glanced towards the study, where Lemira was deeply focused on her work, utterly quiet.
Thaddeus couldn't help but tease, "Alright, I'll let Felix know, but don't you think you're overstepping? What if she likes Dorian? The kid's got a face that girls fall for and knows how to please them, maybe bemira fafts for him too." Orion, irritated, retorted, "If your intelligence matched your nonsense, your mother would be relieved." "Whoa, just making conversation, and you get heated? Just a heads-up, you're the one with a fiancee, remember who you met at the restaurant yesterday." "Stop prying into my business." Orion hung up the call. He paused, and then walked into the study.
Glancing at her exam paper, he commented: "A bit slow. You can't even solve this?"
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