Chapter 87

Leslie looked at the reflection on the glass window at the busy and delicate figure before him and then at the shrimp in his hand. There was a strange feeling swirling in his chest.

His parents‘ divorce had been an ugly affair. He was still young at the time and couldn’t do anything but stare in disbelief as his usually stern father hurled the most vicious words at his mother. At that time, he had never believed that man was his own father.

When he saw his father leave, he followed him outside, only to find a beautiful woman sitting in the car, holding a boy of roughly his own age in her arms. His father smiled as he picked up the boy and kissed the woman on the forehead.

He realized that even his father, who rarely showed emotion, could smile. At that moment, he felt nauseous.

Everything that happened afterward shattered his understanding of humanity. Since then, marriage was never a part of his plan.

But he hadn’t expected to get married eventually, and the feeling of being married was different from what he had imagined.

As for what was different, he couldn’t quite put it into words. It was as if nothing had changed, yet everything had changed.

“Mr. Synder, do you like spicy food? I don’t eat spicy, so if you want, I can make it separately,” Aurelia’s question interrupted Leslie’s thoughts, and he turned to look at her.

She wiped her sweat while stir–frying the vegetables in the pan. Everything she did seemed ordinary, but he inexplicably felt that the entire house had come alive.

“I don’t eat spicy food,” Leslie replied in a deep voice.

“Alright.”

and wiped

be so hot. It was strange for a high–end house; the kitchen window was so small. Did people living in high–end houses not cook? Her old house

toward her. She immediately turned around and saw Leslie bending down to adjust the angle of

“Do you

feel the wind?”

thank

forgotten about the fan if

and continued

to add salt to season it. Her hand touched something else as she reached

had accidentally touched Leslie’s hand.

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was looking for the salt shaker,”

there,” Leslie

pulled her hand back, but her body felt even hotter.

washing. Is there anything else?”

here.

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