Chapter 427 Only Your Mother in His Eyes, Only Sylvester in Lela's

Lela put down her phone, flashed a smile at James and the others, and then headed into the kitchen.

She spotted Sylvester, tall and dressed in light-colored loungewear with an apron, washing a fish that was already cleaned in the sink. A sharp knife was stuck in the cutting board nearby.

The noise from earlier must have come from here.

Lela walked over and hugged Sylvester from behind, resting her head on his back.

This was the second time she had hugged him in the kitchen.

His broad back made her feel safe.

But unlike last time, Sylvester gently pushed her away. "Sweetie, go wait outside. It smells too bloody in here."

He didn't want her to be around the blood.

She didn't want to leave, still hugging him from behind. She turned her head slightly to watch him skillfully handle the fish.

could only cook simple dishes, but she was surprised

"Sylvester, how did you learn to

cleaned the fish, then marinated it to get rid of the fishy

reminisce and then casually said, "My dad liked

had voluntarily mentioned his father

and walked to the counter, looking at

poured oil into the pan to heat it up, washed his hands, and then started cutting tomatoes. All his

after giving birth to Charley. My dad took care of her, not eating or drinking. But he

well, and

and since Sylvester was his

it to Lela's lips. She took a bite and ate it

curling his lips as he calmly said, "No, he never

looked up at him,

gazing at Lela tenderly, and tapped her nose. "He's not like you. You eat everything,

easy

was just because it

and

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