Burn the Marriage, Keep the Crown

Chapter 7

After sending the message, it felt like it vanished into thin air.

It wasn't until past midnight that Serena finally received a reply from Aaron: "I can't. Whatever you want to eat, I'll have Victor buy some spaghetti for you."

Serena chuckled to herself.

Was it that he really couldn't cook, or simply that he didn't want to make noodles for her?

She glanced at the faded scar on her wrist, and her smile deepened.

At home, she never lifted a finger to do chores.

But to win Aaron's favor, she had learned to cook his favorite dishes.

Even when she cut her fingers or burned herself, she gritted her teeth and carried

on.

"No need."

There would be no need in the future.

The next day.

Serena woke up and was surprised to see Aaron downstairs.

A flicker of panic crossed her heart.

"What are you doing here?"

and couldn't be with you, so today I'm here to make

softly

spending time with Cynthia

have things to do

frame casting a shadow:

had been

the point of

argue every other day because

said, looking Aaron straight in the eye,

gazed into her stubborn eyes, feeling an inexplicable tightness in his chest, as if

with me for a walk. You

didn't have a

hand

flight was at eight in

There was still time.

place Serena wanted to

guidance, the car arrived at the

buildings, Aaron was quite

pointing at

stone was the

any wish made beside

time, she wished to

stone had indeed granted her

Aaron never

fell

he