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

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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

standing in the kitchen again,

as he finished washing the vegetables and reached for the pasta, he sensed someone watching him. He

against the doorframe, staring at him

her uncombed hair cascaded loosely over her shoulders,

head rested lightly against the frame, her gaze fixed on

they were unfocused -less looking at

did I

had deliberately moved quietly after

make noise.

and shook her head. "No, I was already awake.

the pasta in his hand and suddenly realized he hadn't

or Eloise

took too

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I'd make some pasta. Would you

Caroline smiled, "Of course."

he nodded. "Great. It shouldn't take too

resumed prepping

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pasta firmness-so Alistair had learned to

in the doorway, making no move to

teacher's watchful eye, so nervous he couldn't even work out the simplest arithmetic

teacher. Her eyes landed on the kitchen timer,

a chemistry experiment? Do you

Alistair chuckled, "Just habit."

reply but still

awkwardness, Alistair grasped for conversation. "Any dietary

head. "I'll eat anything that isn't

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she's easy to please, but what exactly counts

days together, he'd learned that beneath Caroline's.

hesitate as if wanting to say something, but in

was accompanying Eloise-he didn't

to taste the

Eloise woke

nightgown and clutching the little brown bear she slept with, she scampered into the kitchen, eyes

was effusive

tell me what you'd like, and I'll make

his surprise, Eloise shook her

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

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reminisced about

good. You don't have to worry about it