Chapter 318

What was for dinner? She felt a wave of nervousness when he arrived. Her breathing became uneven as he leaned down. But eventually, he pulled her out of bed and guided her to the dining room, where a steaming plate of pasta awaited.

Vespera glanced at the pasta and then the spread of dishes on the table, feeling bewildered.

"Did you make this?" she asked.

Dominic sat down across from her. "I magically summoned it," he replied.

Vespera was taken aback. "You can cook!" she exclaimed.

Dominic gave a slight smile. "Not at all. As a privileged young man, I'm usually so clueless that I can't even tell sugar from salt. I didn't know you needed to add water to pasta, and I couldn't even figure out how to turn on the gas stove. It took me a while to get past these hurdles."

Vespera fell silent, picking up her utensils to eat quietly. The food tasted fine— neither extraordinary nor noticeably flawed. She refrained from showing any surprise or excitement, fearing his teasing. Hadn't Raymond always taken care of him? Did he really need to cook on his own?

Dominic seemed to read her thoughts. "Vespera, there are cooking tutorials on the Internet. I just learn quickly. Don't overthink it."

"You're really impressive," Vespera said sincerely.

"I'm good at everything, after

"Enough of this

meat. "Eat up. You need to

down

massage my wrist?" Dominic poured her a glass of water

He handed her a hot pack along with his hand. Vespera held the hot pack, staying silent for three seconds before grasping his hand and

"Alright..."

away when he caught her hand. He traced the veins on her palm with his fingertips, a gentle yet firm motion that made her

She bit her lip

unconsciously clenched her legs,

rise

you've been so diligent in helping me with the treatment. Now it's my turn

breathing was as labored as if she had just run a marathon.

no need for

so formal

fragrant pillows.

mountains, skimmed across wheat fields,

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