He glanced at the jacket before looking up at her. “Whose jacket is this?”

“Josh Batton’s,” she replied softly before turning into the kitchen. She had no intention of explaining too much to this fake husband of hers.

The moment she left, the jacket fell to the ground. Stanley got up and simply kicked the jacket aside before entering the kitchen.

By then, Xyla’s hands were behind her back, battling with the strings of her white apron. The strings had been tied loosely earlier, so she planned to untie it and redo the knot but it had accidentally become a dead knot.

Seeing this, he instantly went up behind her, tipped his head down, and took the strings from her. He started carefully undoing the knot.

They were standing really close. The smell of tobacco mixed with peppermint perfume invaded her nostrils. His breaths faintly grazed the back of her neck and earlobes, causing mild electric shocks. As if her chest had been electrocuted, her heart started beating wildly.

Xyla immediately reached behind for the strings and took a step forward, planning to undo the knot on her own. “I’ll do it.”

strings again and

His warm

the dead knot. Without waiting for her to respond, he swiftly removed the apron from her body. Startled, she turned to look at

that I’ve stripped you,” Stanley said

Xyla simply rolled

shameless than

“I am not!”

a playful glance before adding

flushed as memories of that night resurfaced in her head. Her heart almost skipped a

the pack of Samyang noodles. “Are

bloggers eating this but he

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