His Unveiled Passion

Chapter 56

Inside the apartment, Stephen was wearing an apron and cooking dinner for Tessa. Leaning against the kitchen doorframe with her arms crossed, she watched him with an amused expression.

"Who would've thought someone like you could cook?" she teased.

Stephen calmly rinsed the vegetables. "Didn't you ask me last time where I got the food I brought you?" Turning slightly, he gave her a faint smile. "I made it myself."

Tessa couldn't hide her surprise. "You cooked it yourself? Why did it taste exactly like the dishes my mom used to make?"

Stephen smiled. "I learned it from your mom during the few meals I had at your place."

She raised an eyebrow, skeptical. "Impossible. You only came over a few times back then."

The first time they met, she had just turned ten. Her mother passed away shortly after her 12th birthday.

In the two years between those events, Stephen had visited her house fewer than five times. How could he have possibly learned her mom's cooking skills?

"I don't believe you," she said, giving him a suspicious look.

I'd take you somewhere? We couldn't go that day because

to do

"It's related."

"Alright then."

soup-beef and celery

perfectly matching her taste,

but

mischievously, she teased, "Wow, Stephen, you're so handy in the kitchen. Should I marry you and take

chuckled and flicked her forehead lightly. "I'll marry

the kitchen, Stephen, ever mindful of boundaries, didn't suggest staying

against the doorframe, looking at

stay. Was it because she wasn't as attractive to him

thought made her glance down at herself. Well, her figure was certainly nothing to scoff

noticed her distracted expression and smiled. "What are you looking at? Why do you seem

head. "It's nothing. Be safe on the way back."

carrying the trash

but smile. The

as if he didn't have

...

was set to be detained, but his