Chapter 0122
“Are you sure?” I ask, stunned. “I wouldn’t want to impose.”

“It’s not an imposition,” the woman assures me. “It’s about time they learn a good lesson. You can’t go

around causing trouble and not expect to deal with the consequences.”

Just then, Karl emerges from the kitchen, wiping his hands on a towel. His eyes meet mine,

questioning. I nod subtly, a smile breaking through my fatigue.

“Karl, these are the parents,” I explain. “They agree with your punishment. Actually, they want to extend

it for an entire week.”

Karl grins, extending a hand to each parent. “I appreciate your understanding. Trust me, there’s a lot to

be learned in a kitchen. I would know.” He glances at me, winking subtly. My face flushes red, and I

avert my gaze to my apron.

“Then it’s settled,” the man says, shaking Karl’s hand firmly.

As the parents walk toward the kitchen, presumably to have a serious chat with their de mented

I lean against the bar,

me, his shoulder barely touching

I say softly, a slight laugh escaping my lips. “But these past couple

chock full of surprises.”

eyes warm and

the truth in his words. Maybe it’s the parents

once, something has gone right amidst

is, I’m grateful. It could have been a lot

as though I’m on autopilot, mechanically

starts and the restaurant fills with the sound of

detached, like I’m

I let out a breath I didn’t know

lights are dimmer now, casting a warm glow over the worn wooden tables and chairs. The last

goodbyes, leaving behind the scent of lingering coffee

of the restaurant, flipping chairs onto tables, readying the place

meet, and he

he says, as he reaches

again,” I reply, a

begins, his voice tentative. I know where this is

I interrupt, “I can’t

hand up. “Just… hear

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