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.

cook simple dishes, but she was surprised to

ask, "Sylvester, how did you learn to

fish, then marinated it to get

her question, he seemed to reminisce and then casually said, "My dad liked

time he had

blinked, let go of his waist, and walked to the

to heat it up, washed his hands, and then started cutting

to Charley. My dad took care of her, not eating or drinking. But he liked this dish, so I made it for him." He seemed to be just telling a story, never mentioning his

knowing he might not express himself well, and continued, "He must have

was his

and brought it to Lela's lips. She took a

he calmly said, "No, he never ate the fish

She looked up

gazing at Lela tenderly, and tapped her nose. "He's not like you. You eat everything, never picky, easy

wasn't easy to

was just because it

take care of her, and she was willing

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