"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

noodles, he noticed that Danica, who couldn't cook before, reminded

by turning on the stove. Vegetables cut by her would have been uneven in different shapes but currently, she

must have practiced hard all these

together, she would only cook occasionally. What had happened to her

taste was bland and the noodles were of the right consistency. They were actually

have really improved! I remember a time when you would fail to cook eight out of ten times! You would cook noodles into a broth or leave it

was it? Was I

met and Danica suddenly came to

cooking for the past few

times, Danica stuffed a ravioli into her

had learned how to cook for him but they weren't together for

avoid the question, Frederick understood something. "Danica, how

the past. But, in reality, the distance between them wasn't able to shorten in

could you give me

lowered her head and unconsciously clenched her

"Let's eat, the food's getting cold!

stopped asking questions

cold for a bit before slowly

dinner, the pair sat in the living room for some time before Frederick found an excuse to leave but Danica was obviously reluctant to let

walk you out, it'll help

Actually, she had wanted to ask him about his

she hadn't been back for a long 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

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