It was rare for Natalie to dream pleasant dreams lately. In this particular one, Hannah was treated in time and was able to recover. They went home together and life seemed all bright and hopeful.
However, the blaring of the ringtone interrupted her dream. Natalie sat up from the bed and looked at the strange environment in a daze.
It took a while for her to finally remember she was married. She couldn’t adapt to the change yet.
As soon as she opened the door of the bedroom, her gaze fell on Sebastian curling up on the sofa, hugging a pillow. The sofa was too small for his giant body. His legs were dangling out, and a gray blanket was wrapped around him. The sunlight cast a soft glow on his flawless features, making him look like a Greek God.
Natalie was glad to know that Sebastian didn’t make a move on her last night, so she relaxed her guard around him.
Natalie smiled to herself and walked into the kitchen. There were eggs, bacon and bread in the fridge. It looked like the spices were never used before.
Natalie put on an apron and began to make breakfast.
The bacon sizzled, and the delicious smell of butter wafted in the air.
Sebastian woke up. He rubbed his eyes and looked at the woman busy cooking in the kitchen.
continued to stare at her in a daze. The scene brought memories of the past, as a strong
thought it was a dream. His mother always made breakfast before he
vision became clear,
was sitting on the sofa, staring in a daze, Natalie asked casually, “Do you want some breakfast? The bread is almost ready. Freshen up
simple breakfast of sandwiches and soup with whatever they had
known to be a good cook. Hannah had even suggested she open
pulled a wooden chair, and sat down. His mouth watered when he saw the steaming
as he recalled the time when he and his mother had dinner at this table many years ago when he was a child. Sebastian had eaten all kinds of food from expensive restaurants, but nothing seemed to be at par with what his mother cooked. Now, Natalie’s food
It tastes just like what my mother used to cook for me
She didn’t know what to say. She had made him a simple breakfast with the ingredients they had in the
the dishes after you finish
ate his breakfast, relishing
purse and left.
left, a pure black Bugatti trundled to a halt
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