Chapter 89
After udying up. Moira opened the door and stepped out of her room. She originally planned to head to the kitchen to fix something to eat but paused when she suddenly heard a voice. Following the sound, she spotted Virgil making a call on the balcony.
As if sensing her gaze. Virgilended the call and turned around, walking back inside.
“You haven’t left yet” Moira asked, a little surprised. She remembered that he usually left around six in the morning. It was already past eight. But there had been a couple of times when he stayed late for her.
Just as Moira opened her mouth to speak, Virgil beat her to it and said placidly. “I made some oatmeal. Care to join me for breakfast?”
o slices of
Although it sounded like a question, he didn’t wait for her answer, Instead, he went straight to the kitchen and returned with oatmeal, two bread, and two side dishes.
Virgil was dressed in a black shirt and black trousers. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up to his elbows, most likely from when he was preparing breakfast, and revealed a stretch of his tanned forearm…
at his sharp and handsome face. “You made all this?”
Moira blinked as she looked at his slender fingers, then at 1
“The bread is from my mom” Virgil replied,
In other words, he had prepared the oatmeal a
and the side dishes.
Moira was shocked.
your way around a kitchen
Virgil glanced at her, the corners of his thin lips curving into a faint smile. “Who says only women can cook!”
Moira pouted and stated, “No one said that, but when I first moved in, you didn’t seem like the type to know y
The kitchen had been practically empty back then. There were not even basic condiments. Now it was fully stocked, all thanks to her gradual efforts To se if up
“Well, you can judge for yourself now whether I can cook, Virgil said. There was an inexplicable calmness and confidence about him.
Moira nodded, pulled out a chair, and sat down. She picked up her fork and tried the grilled chicken breast strips. The flavor was just right and the chicken was tender. It was delicious
She then tasted the breakfast casserole which was also excellent. It was, in fact, slightly better than her cooking.
Virgil had been watching Moira the entire time. Seeing her set down her fork, he raised an eyebrow and asked, “Not to your taste?”
Meeting his deep and smiling eyes, Moira hesitated for a moment before admitting, “I think you could open a restaurant.
Zea had said the same thing to her before. Moira had always been confident in her culinary skills and certain that few could match her. It was not until then that she realized Virgil’s cooking was better than hers.
Looking at his poised and polished demeanor, it was hard to imagine him bustling around in the kitchen.
“Looks like you’re very impressed with me. Virgil said with a faint smirk.
For some reason. Moira felt like he deliberately emphasized the words “very impressed. A certain image popped into her mind, and she suddenly felt a but awkward. She lowered her head and continued eating her breakfast.
Mill, there were only the two of them in the dining room which made it hard to ignore each other’s presence, and the silence between them felt
Moira thought of Zea’s request and looked up, asking. “Can you do me a favor?”
Gram Palace last time and wanted to know if you could help her get a dining voucher.
Maybe if any of your colleagues have one they’re willing to sell? I’d pay for it, of course.”
Moora quickly added. “If it’s not possible, just
Forget it?
“Ita no trouble. I’ll bring you one later, Virgil uid
hes agreed Moira stared at his gentle and handsome face. What seemed like a big deal to her disn’t even taze him.
At that moment, she realized that ever since they got their marriage certific
had been treating her like his wife.
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Chapter 89
Yet she always instinctively set a boundary between them. Realizing this, she felt a pang of guilt in her heart.
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