"I'm not that hungry today, maybe it's because I've had too much alcohol recently while entertaining clients and my stomach doesn't feel good! Next time, I'll have two plates when I feel better!"

At first, Frederick was enjoying himself but for no reason, he suddenly lost his appetite. He had a feeling in his gut that he would feel guilty if he ate the ravioli.

"You men are really so careless, not taking care of yourselves! You drank on an empty stomach again, didn't you? Don't eat if your stomach's upset. I'll make you some noodles! The water's still boiling, it should be quick, you will just make do right? Serves you right for not telling me sooner..."

With that, Danica got up and went to prepare the noodles.

Staring into space, Frederick felt so irritated he was about to blow. His irritation was growing by the minute and unconsciously, he clenched his fists.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "Frederick Clements! What is wrong with you?"

"Are you that demeaning? Why do you keep longing for something you can't have?" Thoughts like these crossed his mind at that moment.

For no apparent reason, he just wanted to go home to that heartless woman. That was why he felt depressed.

It had only been a while, but how could he have gotten used to that woman?

Forcing his eyes on the figure moving around in the kitchen, Frederick still felt perplexed.

"She is still the same, the way he liked, gentle and virtuous but why couldn't he calm down? Wasn't this the warmth I was longing for? A smile and hot dinner to come home to..." he pondered. While he was lost in his thoughts, Danica came out with a bowl of noodles.

"There you go, it's noodles in broth. I put in some vegetables, an egg, and some meat floss to enhance the taste. It should be easy to digest, it's simple but it's good for you!"

"That's great, thanks! Eat your food, it's getting cold!"

delicious. It even tasted good, there was even ham

as he thought of something. Looking at the noodles, he noticed that Danica, who couldn't cook before,

on the stove. Vegetables cut by her would have been uneven in

him-she must have practiced hard all

occasionally. What had happened to her

noodles were of the right consistency.

good as noodles from a restaurant! Your cooking skills have really improved! I remember a time when you would fail to cook eight out of ten times! You would cook noodles into

Was I

eyes met and Danica suddenly came to a realization. The smile

for the

ravioli into her mouth. It seemed hard

how to cook for

question, Frederick understood something. "Danica, how have

back to the past. But, in reality, the distance

could you give me

lowered her head and

her motion, Frederick put a ravioli on her plate. "Let's eat, the food's getting cold! Look at

asking questions and they remained

for a

the pair sat in the living room for some time before Frederick found an

walk you out, it'll help

she had wanted to

time and they had grown to be distant. As for his close friends, they wouldn't speak a word about it and the others wouldn't know anything about it. Hence, Danica didn't even know Alicia's name and she didn't dare to find out for fear

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