Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 273 Dinner Together

After leaving the Simpson residence, I didn't return to the office. Instead, I went straight home.

Even though everything had gone incredibly smoothly today, I was still mentally drained. I needed to recharge.

The moment I opened the door, the rich aroma of food filled the air.

Following the scent, I made my way to the dining area. I caught sight of Eric's silhouette in the kitchen through the gap in the door.

A mischievous idea popped into my head, and I stealthily tiptoed inside.

"You're back just in time. Dinner's ready." Eric's voice rang out before I could even make a move. That sure gave me a scare.

I waved my hand behind his head in disbelief.

He chuckled. "I don't have eyes at the back of my head, alright?"

"Liar." I pouted. "You didn't even turn around. How did you know I was here?"

"I could smell you," he answered matter-of-factly.

"Smell me?" I blinked in confusion and sniffed my own clothes. I never liked wearing perfume as I find the scent too overpowering.

scents on me were from my body wash and laundry detergent. Considering Eric and I

confusion, he smiled knowingly and said, "You have a scent that makes me feel at ease. Whenever

me to blush. For a moment, I had the sneaking suspicion

changed before dinner. Be

of the kitchen. By the time

on the table, I was visibly surprised

made all

proudly.

to

dishes. I'll never

it

try the food and tell

tes okay."

of braised pork

gaze, I nodded enthusiastically.

at him in earnest and

looked a little puzzled. "It's just a meal. Why are

I deserve a 'thank you' every time I cook,

I shook my head. "That's not what I

If it

my clarification post to the top of the charts. And most of all, I knew he was the one