“No. Megan got sick, and they were all worried about her, so they dropped it for now,” he replied while adeptly cracking an egg into a bowl with one hand.

Listening to the sound of whisking eggs, Debbie felt her heart was soaked in bitterness, but she pretended not to mind.

“I didn’t know you could cook. When did you learn that?”

Carlos paused shortly.

“I’ll cook for you someday soon, okay?”

“No need for that. The servants can cook. By the way, you worked all day. Where are the servants? Aren’t they supposed to do that?” Debbie’s eyes started tearing up. Carlos was busy every day. She didn’t have the heart to ask him to do anything for her after work. But right now, another woman was having him work in the middle of the night.

“Megan didn’t feel well. She wanted to eat the noodles I cooked for her before,” he explained briefly.

held back her tears without one

didn’t know since when she’d always

she would suppress her anger

it was

to

the bowl and

work by then. What’s the matter? I

Carlos had done for her, from the bottom of her heart, but meanwhile, she couldn’t stand him being nice to other

a niece who wanted him

wanted to be mad, but

might make her seem

didn’t know exactly why

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