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?"

real her... She had never shown that side to

and grace people saw? That was just an illusion, a tool for navigating the

her. "At the very least, it just

What kind of person?

"Ambitious, practical, ruthless..."

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

of the armrest, caging her in. "Do you think I can't protect

all." Janice chuckled softly, lowering her gaze. "I just don't think I

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gaze was steady, serious. "Janice, I

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things changed. Whether you're a good or bad person isn't within

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

stay by my side. Everything else

selfish, and