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Rebecca was busy prepping in the kitchen.

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lan moved to help out. He asked, “Are you really cooking for yourself these days?”

“Yeah,” Rebecca replied.

“How about I get you a nanny?” Ian suggested.

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Rebecca cut him off without missing a beat, her hands moving with confidence. She said, “No need. It’s a great chance for me to learn.”

Ian snatched the knife out of her hand and said, “I got this.”

Rebecca protested, “Hey, I’m supposed to treat you. What are you doing?”

“I’m just afraid your cooking might kill me,” Ian shot back, the familiar banter flaring up between him, Rebecca, and Jessica. He said, “For the sake of my own survival, it’s safer if I handle this.”

Rebecca rolled her eyes and shot back, “As if your cooking’s any less deadly.”

Ian raised his brows with a smug grin and said, “Guess what? I am actually a certified chef.”

Rebecca honestly hadn’t believed Ian at all, but as he plated dish after dish, each one looking so good it made her mouth water, her doubts disappeared in an instant.

Ian passed her the plate of stir–fried veggies, radiating confidence from head to toe. He said, “Come on, give it a try–bet it’s way better than yours.”

Rebecca picked up her fork and took a small bite. Then, her eyes went wide with surprise, unable to hide just how shocked she was.

“Well? Isn’t it crazy delicious? Told you I’m pretty much a kitchen genius,” Ian boasted, totally sure of himself.

Jan was notoriously picky when it came to food, and whenever he gave something his stamp of approval, Rebecca and Jessica never failed to agree.

He had seriously put in the work to master his cooking, hoping that one day he could capture Rebecca’s heart through her stomach.

Rebecca flashed him a thumbs–up and said, “Not bad.”

Ian’s grin just got smugger, looking completely self–satisfied.

Rebecca started setting the table, grabbing two sets of plates and utensils. Just as she was about to dig in,

on

up to answer it, calling

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absolutely unruffled, his poker face showing

thought, Ian slammed the door

jamming his hand against the

into trying to close

door didn’t budge an

of the kitchen with two bowls of rice. She spotted Ian bracing himself against the door and headed over. She

Jeffrey gave a sudden burst of strength, and the door flew

head. He thought, ‘Seriously? I just used every ounce of strength I

Jeffrey a cold glare and asked, “Why are

fetch it for him.” He’d been here before and knew the place like the back of

buy it

stepped inside, not glancing

right there. I’ll get it,” Rebecca snapped,

not

frog onesie in the closet and packed it up. When she came back out, she saw Jeffrey sitting at the table, casually helping himself to

Rebecca stared at Jeffrey.

a shred of dignity would be dying of embarrassment right now. But Jeffrey remained

bag and said,

his sleeves to reveal his forearms, and, acting as if he owned the place, grabbed

at all. This is a

out, clearly exasperated by how shameless he was

lan said, totally unbothered. He just went to grab himself another plate and a fork. He added, “With all this food, it’s not like having him here

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in the middle of chewing, a weird feeling prickling at him. He thought, ‘He

me out? Worried I’ll stumble

“Not everyone’s like you. And Ian’s nothing

eyes. He was quite annoyed by the way Rebecca so familiarly called lan by his name. He lifted his eyes, his voice smooth but

is the sidepiece, but she still

call someone who knows she’s married but still shows up at her door in the middle of the night? What kind of game is Mr.

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