Chapter 33 

In the end, Jack did not help her at all. Naomi almost died carrying the huge bag of rice home.

Naomi, completely exhausted, did not have the energy to deal with Jack. She laid down on the sofa, glared at him, and grumbled in her heart.

However, the longer she looked, the more her fierce glares changed.

Jack was dressed in a sophisticated black suit and he had a black apron on top of it. His wide shoulders and thin waist really made him look regal.

He elevated the class of the small kitchen to that of a star hotel‘s private kitchens.

Soon after, Jack poured the ingredients into the hot pan. Steam rose from the pan. The aroma of home cooked food flooded Naomi’s nose. She was instantly revitalized.

Jack was about to reach for a plate when a smooth, slender, and, fair hand slid a plate right in front of him.

“I‘ll help you!”

Jack was stunned. He had been living alone for many years. At that moment, there was an extra person in his life. He was not used to it.

 out too. The rice is

to reality by Naomi‘s voice. He looked up

out.

“Ah, hot, hot, hot!”

 placing down a bowl of soup. The bowl was so hot that she jumped and

 lively. The hardened corners of Jack‘s mouth

days. She focused all her attention on her,

that your cooking

rubbed her tummy with a satisfied look while

 of Gin City must be a pampered person.

must have been

the dishes.” Before Naomi could finish praising him in

the dishes toward her and gracefully

was plastered on her face. It was as if she had been doused

a heavy bag of rice home.

had already reached the study room door, heard her and stopped

wapie

her huge eyes at

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