Chris was different from the other Hamerton heirs. He did not live at Hamerton Manor but instead bought a small villa not far from the city center. The place was not huge, but he had kept it neat, clearly a trait gained from military training.

More importantly, this place was very close to Lena's apartment, just a ten-minute walk away.

Zuko chuckled softly.

"Why are you laughing?" Chris brought fruits and ground a cup of coffee for him. "You come in with that weird smile, and it's kind of scary coupled with your stern face!"

Zuko patted his shoulder and gave him a look that said, "As a fellow man, I know what you're thinking."

"I'm just thinking you don't usually stay here, do you?"

"Hmm?"

"Lena's apartment isn't far from here!"

"It's not far," Chris answered honestly. "I do go to her place sometimes for a meal or something, but... I don't feel like going lately."

"Are you two fighting?"

glanced at him and shook

"Then why?"

"She's been cooking and making soup in the kitchen every day. When the food turns out good, she won't let me eat it. She only gives me the dishes she thinks she

had to press down on the corners of his mouth so as not to burst out

you if you dare to laugh!" Chris glared at him. "All because of

and he could not speak for

quickly changed the topic.

"Let me show you!"

and returned

this?" "I'm giving

scalded

quite excited. "Look, I did well with this pistol,

palmed his forehead and took a while to

was a small wooden pistol that was meticulously crafted. It was even more delicate than the rifle he had made for Lena last

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