Bride to Be, Not Me

Chapter 170

Early in the morning, Janice woke up intending to make breakfast, only to find that Edward was already up.

At 7:20 am, he was already in the kitchen, preparing breakfast.

Leaning against the armrest of the couch, Janice quietly watched him move around the kitchen.

People always said it wasn't fair to compare, but sometimes, the mind did it on its

own.

Something as simple as this—an ordinary morning routine was something Simon had never done. And because of that, Edward's actions felt even more precious.

He didn't seem to notice her watching from the living room the entire time. It wasn't until he turned around and stepped out of the kitchen that he said, "You're up early."

Janice's lips curled into a faint smile. "I didn't expect you to cook breakfast yourself every day."

"Not every day." Edward washed his hands. "Only when you're here."

She paused mid-sip, swallowing the water in her mouth before glancing at him.

Edward stood tall, his broad shoulders and strong back exuding an undeniable sense of security-like he could hold up an entire sky.

"Edward, what exactly do you like about me?" she asked suddenly.

Then, after a slight pause, she added, "Do you really know me?"

her... She had never

That was just

the very least,

What kind of person?

"Ambitious, practical, ruthless..."

conflict because what you want is exactly what I want. And if it's not... If you're

either side of the armrest, caging her

lowering her gaze. "I just don't

her

a little lost

the chairman of

company. He

all kinds of women who were intelligent, beautiful,

accomplished. en

So, why her?

insecurity, just

was afraid she wouldn't be able to return his feelings the way

she felt a weight on top

gaze was steady, serious. "Janice,

l.ne

together, things changed. Whether

it. Power? I can fight for it myself. The only thing

stay by my side. Everything else is

and Edward