Chapter 425: Unspoken Thoughts and Uninvited Feelings

Chapter 425: Unspoken Thoughts and Uninvited Feelings

Victor said nothing.

Tessa cleared her throat awkwardly. “Um… just so you know, you shouldn’t be smoking right now.”

She offered the reminder quietly. Victor raised a brow.

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No one had ever told him that before. Not during injury recovery, not ever. Did she really not know who she was talking to?

Tessa’s stomach growled.

With no cook around, even if Victor didn’t want to eat, she’d still have to make something for herself.

But judging from last night’s conversation–and the glimpse she’d caught of the kitchen–everything he liked seemed really complicated to prepare.

“So, um, should I make you something to eat?”

Victor: “Hmm?“/

Tessa hesitated. “Well, at this hour, whatever I make probably won’t be ready until noon. So maybe… maybe we skip soup?”

Soup took too long. And right now, she just wanted something fast and easy.

Victor raised a brow. “So what are you making?”

“Pasta. Okay?”

It was quick. And she’d made it for Stella before–Stella had even said it was good.

Victor wasn’t particularly fond of pasta, but he didn’t argue.

“Come here.”

Tessa stiffened. “W–Why?”

She really didn’t want to get any closer to this terrifying man.

nothing. Just stared at her

Tessa: “…”

under someone’s roof,

She finally shuffled over.

front of him, she looked small–more

out and touched her

movement made Tessa jerk back. “W–What are you

flirty? That wasn’t their

calmly, “There’s blood on

Tessa: “Huh?”

Blood?

face.”

nosebleed you got… looking at

Her breath caught.

still

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rubbed her cheek quickly–and sure enough, little

It was dry blood.

dig a hole in the floor and crawl

at the

“O–Okay.”

around and ran off like a rabbit fleeing a

off, lips tugging

little thing around might not be such

completely forgot the chaos of

J…

went straight to

ingredients from the fridge and got to work like a

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the living room, had a direct view of the kitchen. He watched her little figure bustling about, flipping between pots and

in his chest, a strange

couldn’t quite name it—it was foreign, unfamiliar… but

Meanwhile, in Rivermount-

Abraham stirred awake.

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