Chapter 721:

Steam curled up from the stovetop, carrying the warmth of milk and the rich aroma of frying oil into the air.

Chris’ determined look found its way into her thoughtful eyes.

Suddenly, the idea crossed her mind—maybe mornings like these could make life sweeter.

Her daydream was cut short when Chris, in the middle of cooking, suddenly went still. A deep crease formed between his brows as he pressed a palm to his forehead.

Concern flashed in Maia’s eyes. She left her seat and hurried to his side, reaching out to steady him.

“Is your headache back again?”

Midway through her question, Chris suddenly turned and, with little warning, pressed a light kiss to her cheek.

He shifted the mood with an easy tone.

“Breakfast is done.”

spot. Chris didn’t wait for her to respond. Instead, he grabbed

seconds, Maia just stood there in disbelief. Finally, she lifted her hand to the

really not feeling well, or was that just

Chris replied, keeping his back to

wanted to

eyes,

You’re still

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her tongue. The taste was full and mellow. With each bite of crisp bacon and golden eggs, breakfast felt like a treat fit

time Chris cooked, he seemed to get better at

Maia’s lips. Instead, she kept her eyes on her plate

Chris’

was no mistaking it—Chris had truly been hurting, and

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