Christopher couldn’t stop frowning.

Why did Astrid come back right now? I heard she worked as a war correspondent for a few years.

Christopher typed out a reply: I’ll do my best to be a good friend to her.

Osvald: It’s up to you. I just want you to keep an eye on her. That’s it.

Christopher let out a cold snort.

 

Is he saying that I’m overthinking?

Christopher went to watch the live stream and happened to see Kathleen bringing Astrid to their rooms.

“This is your room. Nancy and I are living on this floor, so if you need any help, just let us know.” Kathleen was both gentle and thoughtful.

Astrid chuckled. “All right. This is my first time on a variety show, so I’m completely baffled. Please let me know if I do anything wrong!”

“This is my first time, too.” A smile nudged Kathleen’s lips. “We can learn together.”

“Sure,” Astrid replied cheerfully. “I worked as a war correspondent overseas previously. A year ago, a grenade splinter cut across my forehead, and I nearly lost my life. I was traumatized and ended up coming home.”

Kathleen nodded in acknowledgment.

She actually didn’t want to ask personal questions, for she knew how to respect someone else’s privacy.

Now that Astrid chose to reveal everything herself, Kathleen had to play along. “You did great.”

“If I don’t do it, someone else will,” Astrid responded. “It might be dangerous, but I think it’s a meaningful job. Compared to normal jobs, I think mine is far more significant.”

“Every job has its own significance,” Kathleen told her.

Astrid met her gaze thoughtfully. “You’re right.”

“Let’s head down to join everyone downstairs.” Kathleen smiled.

Astrid nodded and reached out to take Kathleen’s hand. “Oh, your hand is soft, unlike mine. I didn’t get to take care of my hands previously, so they are pretty rough.”

Kathleen’s lips curved. “You can start now. Your hands will be like mine soon.”

right. Whatever you say.” Astrid’s lips

that, both of them

uncomfortable after hearing Astrid’s words. Was it only

She seemed to be mocking Kathleen! But she’s

reading too much into her words. She was just lamenting how hard her life used to be. I can’t

her identity outright so

with Astrid’s remarks. She wasn’t lying. Her job was

insult other jobs! Kathleen’s right. Every job has its own hardship. We all work our asses off

can’t stand it when she commented how soft Kathleen’s hand was. She even said her hands are rough because of her job. Obviously, she

netizens began arguing

as

went

guests would be coming for dinner that night and they should pay extra

production team didn’t mention how special

at that piece

asked deliberately, “Kathleen, who do you think the

her head. “I don’t

thought you’d know who they

calm as she replied, “Why would I know when none of

her a sidelong

alone tonight?” Nancy asked

hesitated for

“My looks might suggest otherwise, but I’m a great cook. I have the potential to be a good wife

the potential to be a good wife and mother? Is that

be tiring if you handle everything alone. You and Kathleen should work together,” Steve

I heard that Kathleen’s a great cook. I shall take the opportunity to learn from her!” Astrid agreed

dishes for dinner,” Kathleen suggested nonchalantly. “What

pause, Astrid replied,

her with a grin. “I promise I’ll teach

Astrid pursed her lips.

What an inconspicuous retort.

shot a look at

Kathleen turned around and went to the

Astrid went after her.

wide kitchen. I just realized that there is a dishwasher here. That eases

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