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

pasta, he sensed someone

stood leaning against the doorframe, staring at

uncombed hair cascaded loosely over

of makeup. Her head rested lightly against the frame, her gaze fixed on

eyes, he realized they were unfocused -less looking at him and more

did I wake

quietly after

make noise.

her head. "No, I was already awake. What are

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

or Eloise even

too much

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some pasta.

Caroline smiled, "Of course."

genuine reaction, he nodded. "Great.

resumed prepping

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

in the doorway,

felt like a schoolchild doing homework under a teacher's watchful

stern teacher. Her eyes landed on the kitchen

"Are you conducting a chemistry experiment?

Alistair chuckled, "Just habit."

but

awkwardness, Alistair grasped for conversation. "Any dietary

head. "I'll eat

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but what exactly counts as "not terrible" to

that beneath Caroline's. cool, unapproachable exterior lay an

if wanting to say something, but

to remind Alistair that his only duty was

to taste the pasta he

Eloise woke

little brown bear she slept with, she scampered into the kitchen, eyes wide. "Daddy, you can cook too?

was effusive

you'd like, and I'll make

Eloise

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

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reminisced about his

You don't have to