Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase

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.”

the spot. Chris didn’t wait for her to respond. Instead, he grabbed two plates and carried them to

several seconds, Maia just stood there in disbelief. Finally, she lifted

well, or

a guess,” Chris replied, keeping his back to her and sounding far too pleased

only wanted to put

eyes, Maia

the plan. You’re still following every step

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the creamy milk linger on her tongue. The taste was full and mellow. With each bite of crisp bacon and golden eggs, breakfast

time Chris cooked, he seemed to get better

Instead, she kept her eyes on her plate and focused on

forget the earlier moment when Chris’ grip had tightened so much that his knuckles

been hurting, and whatever he