18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 119

Chapter 119

You just couldn't pull the wool over his eyes.

Feeling embarrassed, Stella played dumb, "I think there's been a misunderstanding, I'm not trying to hide anything from you." "Do you want to know?"

"Know what?"

"My secret."

No, Stella didn't want to know. She still wanted to live, not be silenced or dissected.

Jasper kept on planting potatoes, "Stella, I trust in time."

What the hell was he implying?

Stella sensed that something was amiss and awkwardly said, "I'm sorry, I'm just naturally suspicious and find it hard to open up to people."

Despite being given a second chance at life, her post-traumatic stress disorder hadn't disappeared. She was trying to control it, and it was much better than it was at the beginning.

Jasper repeated, "You're doing just fine. I would be the same."

Well, didn't he contradict himself there? Forget it, she'd just play dumb.

After planting potatoes, they headed to 1803 to cook.

They agreed to start cooking together on Christmas Eve, taking turns for lunch and dinner.

Stella's Christmas supplies weren't going to be enough for all three families, so they had to pool resources. She provided 5 pounds of frozen potatoes, a fish, and considering her dog was a big eater, she added some grains and pasta. Jasper contributed a bag of frozen pears, 10 salted eggs, and two pounds of pork belly.

Room 1803 provided the heat source, gas, rice and oil, and some drinks.

Christmas Eve dinner was the most important meal of the year.

took the helm in the kitchen, with Stella giving pointers. Soon, delicious smells wafted

picking up the scent of other families' dinners. Hmm, their food couldn't compare to what

midst of a catastrophic winter, being

government was particularly generous, providing an extra pound of relief food per person to ensure everyone could celebrate

amount of food distributed was staggering due to the large number of survivors in

of shredded pork, beef stew, fish soup, pork soup with radishes, and a big pot of

The colorful confetti fluttered down, marking the start of the Christmas Eve dinner. With two people stirring

with such a warm atmosphere for the first time. She didn't know what the future held,

said, "Cheers, Jasper, your cooking skills

who do you think take care of

he mean by 'take care of'? Stella frowned, these two

was calm, "Yes,

her

signature smile, the two of them were sure to get a beating, and their hearts skipped a beat,

warm and

dinner, Cody took care of the dishes. Lukas and Angela boiled some lemon tea and set

downloaded a

head on her

satisfied with the small chips, Cooper used his eyes to signal her: 'Come on,

She didn't shell many, not wanting to spoil

1803. She deliberately controlled Cooper's food intake during

four hours. By the time it was over, it was already late at night. She went home, showered, put

as she was about to fall asleep, her walkie-talkie rang, "Are

I was

left 1803 together, could

on the other end

looked at her watch and saw

Merry Christmas to you and Rosie too. I

you and Cooper be happy and

"Woof!"

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