Fell in Love with Mr.Right at The Wrong Time

Chapter 252

Nicole touched her nose in embarrassment when she thought about what transpired yesterday, and she laughed awkwardly before she said, "That is good, then. I'll have to go home now. Little Hayden is still waiting for me to go back."

"Go back after breakfast. I am done preparing the food anyway." Colton scanned Nicole from head to toe as he spoke. With a tug at the corners of his mouth, he continued, "You don't look like you are ready to head out. Go freshen up. I have already asked someone to bring some clothes over. Why don't you go after you change into some new clothes?"

She didn't reject his suggestion. She was indeed a little uncomfortable now, after going to bed without taking a shower first because both her mind and body were exhausted last night.

"Thank you, President Gardner," she replied with a nod.

As the conversation ended, Nicole went and quickly washed up before going downstairs for dinner.

She did not know that Colton was not only a cook but

was, in fact, one that was more skillful than her. The first thing she saw when she headed downstairs was a variety of food that made up an English breakfast.

She started off with a sip of the seafood and mushroom chowder, and her eyes glinted excitedly as she proceeded to dive right in. "Did you really cook this chowder, President Gardner?" she asked in disbelief. "It is so good!"

Seeing her enjoying the food, Colton let out a small smile and answered, "Well, I like living alone, so I naturally learned how to cook. You can have more if you like it."

of chowder in

at him. "How

The reason why she was bringing up last

soon as she mentioned it. With his thin lips slightly pursed, Colton clenched his fists that he was resting on the table as his dark eyes turned black.

snickered to herself after hearing his words. It seemed like Queenie was finally going to reap

reply before she fell

her breakfast. He even tried

me have a look at her. I want to know what kind of

all he got in return

at Colton's place, and

she got home last night. She had stared at nothing in particular until the rays of

was dark by the time she got

decided to get to the bottom of what

tett from

a failure, but she didn't let it bother her as she only thought of it as a failed plan. "Don't worry about it," she encouraged her daughter. "There is always a next chance. You can

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