Carol had been around the block more than a few times, but she had never cacross a guy with Felix's background. It was the

rarity that intrigued her.

The harder Felix played hard to get, the more she found herself unable to let go.

As the old saying goes, the way to a man's heart is through his stomach.

During the day, she waited tables at a cozy barbecue restaurant, her thoughts drifting constantly to Felix. Her dedication was

unwavering.

Cnightfall, she'd return to her stuapartment to hone her culinary skills. But having never so much as boiled water before,

after three days all she could muster was ketchup spaghetti.

She snapped a picture of her creation and sent it to Felix with a message, [Had dinner yet?]

Felix was at the hospital, too preoccupied to even consider opening her message. He was holding Listina's hand, staring at her

without blinking.

The doctor cin with a grim reminder, "It's quite serious. We only have a 30% chance of success with the surgery. If we could

get an international specialist, the odds could increase to 70%, but it's expensive, and there's a heap of recovery costs to

consider."

The doctor knew Felix, who had been a constant figure at the hospital, sometimes even showing up in the middle of the night. He

knew Felix juggled multiple jobs to make ends meet since his parents had passed. It was a tough situation.

"lI understand, thank you," Felix replied once the doctor had left. He stood up, kissed Listina on the lips, and sighed softly. "I wonder

if you'll blme when you wake up."

But he had to take action, or Listina would die.

supposed

finally replied to Carol's message

losing hope for a reply. The notification made her eyes sparkle and a smile curve

I work at the barbecue restaurant? We get fresh ingredients every day, but I can only

blessing. They'd just go to waste otherwise, and it

there's

read her

[Okay, the address is...]

it to

address already, but she needed

never let

Newcomers like Carol were

of winning Felix over - and considering all the hardship he'd faced while

cool and collected - made her

she purchased a variety of fresh groceries, from meats to veggies, everything one could

her palms were red from carrying the

it was plastered with small ads. It was a shaky, frightening

with her

the buzzer

chosen this tdeliberately, guessing Felix

the door, standing there in a simple white

by his calm, handspresence

is where you

"It's just a rental."

swept the small but cozy space, even smaller than her own place but clean and warm. It spoke volumes

points and

one

bags and

restaurant had leftovers

lucky day. Heard it was imported, sold at a

habits, once a week to the grocery store, only buying affordable protein like tofu and eggs. He

always carrying

usually feel inferior, but Felix, when dealing with the high rollers at the

was the allure

"Felix, can you cook?"

"l can."

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