Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 604

"Sorry, I can't help you." Lorna shrugged, got up, and headed back inside.

In the kitchen, James was busy at the stove, cooking dinner.

The burner was turned up high, and sweat beaded on his forehead.

Cloudcrest City hovered in the low seventies during the day, but the mornings and evenings were chilly.

Lorna paused at the doorway, leaning against the frame with her arms crossed, quietly watching the man's broad back as he bustled around.

The countertop was set a bit low for a guy his height, making chopping and washing vegetables a strain on his back.

She finally stepped in. "I took a walk around the old town just now. Didn't see anyone suspicious."

"That's good," James replied, his tone clipped.

He turned off the burner, poured the finished soup into a bowl, and picked it up.

As he turned around, he found Lorna watching him, her gaze openly appreciative, a faint smile on her lips.

"Mr. Delaney, you make the perfect husband. What kind of extraordinary woman could ever measure up to you?"

"I'd rather join the priesthood than ever get involved with you," James replied, as curt as ever.

Lorna just snorted, already used to his coldness.

She stepped closer, lowering her voice. "Two pieces of news-one good, one bad. Which do you want first?"

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