Flash Marriage to a Stunning CEO (Alistair and Richard)

Chapter 30 A Pleasant Breakfast

On Richard's fourth day back, Rebecca had a huge fight with him.

Richard stormed out, slamming the door behind him, while Rebecca collapsed onto the sofa, sobbing into her hands.

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She had waited six long years for the man she wanted to spend her life with, yet after just a few days together, she realized this wasn't the life she had envisioned.

Richard cared more about whether she could inherit the family fortune than about her love.

Rebecca felt lost.

She couldn't even articulate what kind of life she truly wanted.

But inexplicably, her mind drifted to memories of Alistair bustling around the kitchen in an apron while she played carefree with Daniel, building blocks in the living room.

While Rebecca spent the night sleepless and distraught, Alistair slept soundly until morning.

He woke up refreshed and, seeing that it was still early, headed. to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Though cooking wasn't part of his responsibilities, he figured he

Chapter 30 A Pleasant Breakfast might as well do something productive.

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He opened the double-door refrigerator, pulled out ingredients, and got to work. Back in the day, he had cooked every single meal, and after a few days without practice, he worried his skills might rust.

This was his only real talent-he couldn't afford to lose it.

He planned to open a small private restaurant someday. Not to cater to many customers or to make money, since he likely wouldn't need it, but simply to keep himself occupied and avoid falling into idleness.

On good days, he'd welcome guests. When tired, he'd pack his bags and travel. Living out his days so leisurely sounded perfect to Alistair.

Long gone was the ambition of his youth-now, he just wanted to live comfortably, doing as he pleased.

Today, he decided to make shrimp and vegetable pasta with

eggs.

Rolling up his sleeves, he stood at the sink, carefully washing the

greens.

He realized that cooking for different people brought entirely different experiences.

Preparing three meals a day for Rebecca had been a mandatory

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programmed to follow

standing in the kitchen again, it felt strangely....

finished washing the vegetables and reached for the pasta,

leaning against the doorframe, staring

hair cascaded loosely over

Her head rested lightly against the frame,

met her eyes, he realized they were unfocused -less

I

deliberately moved quietly after getting up,

make noise.

out of her thoughts and shook her head. "No, I was

hand and

or Eloise even

took too much

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pasta. Would

Caroline smiled, "Of course."

by her genuine reaction, he nodded.

prepping

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been picky-particular about pasta firmness-so Alistair had learned to time everything

remained in the doorway,

a schoolchild doing homework under a teacher's watchful eye, so nervous he

teacher. Her eyes

"Are you conducting a chemistry experiment? Do you need it timed

Alistair chuckled, "Just habit."

didn't reply but still

Alistair grasped for

"I'll

Pleasant Breakfast Alistair nearly

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but what exactly counts as "not terrible" to

that beneath Caroline's. cool, unapproachable exterior lay

as if wanting to say something, but in the end, she

Alistair that his only duty was accompanying Eloise-he didn't

wanted to taste the

woke

little brown bear she slept with, she scampered into the kitchen, eyes wide.

was

grinned. "Yep. Just tell me what you'd like, and

Eloise shook her

himself on his cooking skills-honed under Rebecca's relentless demands-enough that

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reminisced

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