Chapter 609

Roseanne couldn't help but notice, next to the coat rack, a suit meticulously hung on its own hanger.

Pitch black, so formal it bordered on stuffy.

Owen Reynolds usually wore suits, but none seemed as dated as this one.

Yes,

dated.

She walked further in, stopping beside the dining table.

There, a meal for two was still steaming hot: two meat dishes, one vegetable, and a soup.

Owen Reynolds declared, "The BBQ ribs and bell pepper steak are recipes I picked up from you, the sautéed cabbage I learned from a cooking show, and the tomato basil soup, well, that's been in my repertoire." He was clear about the origin of each dish.

Roseanne chuckled, "Did I actually teach you? I don't recall."

"No. But I've been learning on the sly."

As they talked, Owen Reynolds had already dished out two plates, "Please, have a seat."

then handed

"Thank you."

his eager yet pretending-to-be-casual gaze, and

do I put

stiffen slightly, a sign of

better than when I make

his smile returning, "Oh, come on.

too modest,

not just polite flattery. The food was

just by looking and doing odd jobs

nodded, "And memorizing the

fast learner excels at

pepper steak and sautéed cabbage were also

rare to see

help but laugh:

"?"

"Just kidding."

to clear the

through your phone, watch some TV. I've

blinked, "Back at my place, didn't we used to do

that was your place. Here, we do it my way." "What kind of

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