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In Cassandra’s room.
Only then did Kenneth have time to take a good look at Cassandra. Seeing the dark shadows under her eyes, he felt distressed for her.
“You didn’t sleep well these days, did you? You have dark shadows under your eyes.”
Kenneth felt distressed for her and rubbed her head.
Cassandra nodded obediently. “Yeah, I don’t know if it is because I’m not used to this bed or something else. I just can’t sleep well here.”
Hearing this, Kenneth felt even more distressed.
He thought, ‘She’s never picky about beds. She just doesn’t like this place.’
During the Evacuation Operation, the conditions in the camp were dozens of times worse than here, and Cassandra could still sleep safely, but she couldn’t fall asleep here.
Kenneth couldn’t find any other reason except that she didn’t like this place.
“Alright, I’ll stay with you and have a good sleep tonight.” Kenneth thought that maybe she could have a good sleep with someone familiar around her.
When Cassandra saw Kenneth, it seemed that her defense in mind collapsed at
once.
She had no guard against him at all, and she even felt much relieved.
The people in the Queen’s Palace all had an intention for her. They didn’t just treat her well for nothing.
She didn’t want to stay here. It was depressing and uncomfortable.
“I’m hungry.”
It was a little strange to say that now, but it was Cassandra’s truest reaction when she saw Kenneth.
Kenneth’s cooking skills had made her picky.
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In the past, Cassandra could eat anything that wasn’t bad. But these days, she didn’t even eat much of the food that Hugo cooked.
Hugo was probably wondering if his cooking skills had declined these days.
Kenneth smiled gently and said, “Wait for me. I’ll cook for you.”
of the room and asked Theodore to take him to the kitchen.
didn’t know what Kenneth was going to
kitchen.
pork, and many
couldn’t help but ask, “What are you
thought, ‘Is he
They will get every meal ready and
you see? I’m gonna cook.” Kenneth rolled his eyes at
cook. I mean, we have chefs. If you want to eat anything, you can just let the chefs cook it and
pointed to a dozen chefs standing beside him and
I want.” Kenneth thought, I’ve learned some special cooking skills for Cassie. How can
anything here these days, right? She has only eaten the food made by Hugo,” Kenneth complained, but he didn’t stop. He was
Theodore was speechless.
When they delivered the food on the first day, Cassandra almost didn’t eat anything. Then Hugo started to cook for her, and she could eat about half of
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her,
more chefs, but they just couldn’t make the
sure it’s eatable?” Theodore doubted
Falcon Special Operations Force as well as the richest man in the world can cook?
really
out that the food Kenneth cooked was not only eatable but also
dishes and one soup. They
by the fragrance that filled the whole kitchen.
felt that he had underestimated Kenneth.
finished all the seafood, and she also drank a bowl of soup. Each dish was small- sized, so she had
stew was large–sized, so about one–third of it was
can’t eat any more. You might have a stomachache.” Kenneth
at him with accusation
responsible for your meals these days, so don’t eat too much, or
looked at those empty plates and realized that she really
she took some digestion
someone knocked
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and felt
she found that it was Hugo.
after Ms. Leanna Stark and Harper took the bath, the water
to her room to get her bag. “Let’s go
go with you.”
Leanna and
great after
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