Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

Chapter 416

The word “engagement” struck Richard deeply, and he responded with a resolute “Of course.”

“But I need to save Angela first,” Pearl added, her concern evident as she thought about Angela’s illness. “I’m going to the black market in Ancard. Come with me.”

Richard smiled. “Sure ”

After their conversation, Pearl went to sleep and she felt someone guarding her while gently touching her face. When she woke up, she felt refreshed and walked down the stairs to a delightful smell of food.

“Richard?”

Richard peeked out from the kitchen, spotting her as she descended, still looking a bit sleepy. He greeted her with a warm smile. “I’m cooking. It’ll be ready soon.”

Pearl was taken aback by the sight. Richard, in an apron with flour on his face, holding a pan, looked like… a househusband.

or if you’re being held against your will, blink twice,” Pearl teased as she approached him,

his cheek

held against my will, and I’m perfectly fine,” Richard replied, his eyes locking onto hers. “I was just worried that you haven’t been eating well these past few days, so

when food was brought up. “You guessed wrong. Raymond kept forcing me to eat because he wanted to do the surgery sooner. I’ve eaten everything that was

not going to eat?”

am. This is the first time you’re cooking. I have to respect that.” She couldn’t help but be surprised by the spread of food on the table. “Richard, even I can’t cook this much. How did

on his face. “I’ve cooked before,

was that he cooked

straightforwardly, “It was terrible. People might even die from eating it.” He remembered the expression on

in frustration. “You’re really nice to your

Richard asked, “What ex?”

you learn to cook

head. “No.