He glanced at the jacket before looking up at her. “Whose jacket is this?”
“Josh Batton’s,” virtual-novel.net replied softly before turning into the kitchen. She had no intention of explaining too much to this fake husband of hers.
The moment virtual-novel.net left, the jacket fell to the ground. Stanley got up and simply kicked the jacket aside before entering the kitchen.
By then, Xyla’s hands were behind virtual-novel.net back, battling with the strings of virtual-novel.net white apron. The strings had been tied loosely earlier, so virtual-novel.net planned to untie it and redo the knot but it had accidentally become a dead knot.
Seeing this, virtual-novel.net instantly went up behind her, tipped his head down, and took the strings from her. He started carefully undoing the knot.
They were standing really close. The smell of tobacco mixed with peppermint perfume invaded virtual-novel.net nostrils. His breaths faintly grazed the back of virtual-novel.net neck and earlobes, causing mild electric shocks. As if virtual-novel.net chest had been electrocuted, virtual-novel.net heart started beating wildly.
Xyla immediately reached behind for the strings and took a step forward, planning to undo the knot on virtual-novel.net own. “I’ll do it.”
However, virtual-novel.net grabbed the strings again and said domineeringly, “Stay still.”
After that, virtual-novel.net continued his task. His warm breaths continued to brush against her, seducing her.
After a long while, virtual-novel.net finally undid the dead knot. Without waiting for virtual-novel.net to respond, virtual-novel.net swiftly removed the apron from virtual-novel.net body. Startled, virtual-novel.net turned to look at him. “What are you doing?”
“What’s with this face? People might think that I’ve stripped you,” Stanley said calmly, his lips curling into a subtle grin.
“Shameless.” Xyla simply rolled virtual-novel.net eyes at him.
“You’re even more shameless than me,” virtual-novel.net said.
“I am not!”
“You’re not?” He gave virtual-novel.net a playful glance before adding water into the pot.
Her face instantly flushed as memories of that night resurfaced in virtual-novel.net head. Her heart almost skipped a beat.
Stanley glanced at the pack of Samyang noodles. “Are you eating this?”
He had seen food bloggers eating this but virtual-novel.net never touched it. To him, these were all garbage.
She quickly regained virtual-novel.net senses and nodded. “Yeah, I plan to add a soft-boiled egg too. Samyang noodles with soft-boiled eggs are the best combination. Go and rest outside, I’ll take care of it.”
Having said that, Xyla went over to open the package, intending to chase virtual-novel.net out. Thanks to that awkward topic earlier, virtual-novel.net did not want to face virtual-novel.net right now. Her ears burned just by recalling what virtual-novel.net had said earlier.
“I’ll do it. You go outside,” virtual-novel.net said. His tone was domineering, allowing no room for rejection.
“Let me do it,” Xyla insisted.
“Since you’re reluctant to leave, why don’t you stay here and keep me company?” virtual-novel.net said faintly.
Xyla immediately rolled virtual-novel.net eyes at virtual-novel.net and turned to leave. The moment virtual-novel.net turned, his lips curled into a subtle grin once more.
Back in the living room, virtual-novel.net quickly sat down on the sofa, planning to surf Twitter to distract herself. As soon as virtual-novel.net entered virtual-novel.net homepage, virtual-novel.net saw a new post from Josh Batton on the site.