Chapter 1606

Even though she was the apple of her parents’ eye, Hannah grew up in a rural area where childhood meant learning life’s basics early on. While her folks toiled away in the fields, the kids had to fend for themselves when it came to meals.

Steven walked down the stairs, and watched Hannah move with practiced ease. She pulled a lean cut of beef from the fridge, rinsed it, and sliced it into fine strips before plucking a handful of spinach from the crisper. Her fluid movements were a dead giveaway; this was no rookie in the kitchen. Regrettably, he had never tasted a meal she’d made.

Soon enough, a steaming bowl of beef and spinach pasta was ready to serve. Hannah grabbed a large bowl and filled it to the brim until not even a drop of broth was left in the pot.

Steven reached out eagerly. “Hannah, you barely touched your food. Aren’t you hungry? I can’t finish this massive bowl. Let’s share it.”

But Hannah sidestepped his outstretched hand. “Why would I cook pasta if I wasn’t hungry?”

Steven was baffled. “So where’s mine…”

The truth dawned on him-Hannah hadn’t cooked for him. Scratching his head awkwardly, he offered, “You go ahead. I’m not really hungry; don’t worry about me.”e2

The bowl was enormous; he doubted she could finish it all. Leftovers it would be, then.

and started wolfing down the pasta, every single strand ending up

whiz in the kitchen? When did you learn to cook like this? I wonder, will I ever get to taste a meal made by

the last of her broth and patting her satisfyingly full stomach, “No filming, no cameras, just eating whatever I damn

Steven hesitated, “Hannah…”

You think I

just really want to try your homemade pasta

blunt. “Mr. Dixon, I’m just your tenant. I pay my rent. I don’t owe you any meals, do

registered their marriage, and she had few acting gigs, she had plenty of time at home. She would cook and wait for

he never showed up. Plate after plate of food ended up in the trash. Eventually,

to cook and make meals for

dismissed the subject, “Let’s

Steven

Salazar family on my own,

can’t let it go,” Steven agreed.

get it to the authorities before, but it always gets intercepted. I know my voice carries little weight, so this time, I’ve asked a friend

“Which friend? A guy? A woman? Hannah, I’m already handling this.

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