A Night with Her Cruel Mate

Chapter 45 The Smell Of Home

A short sigh escaped Julia’s lips. She walked away, stepped inside the kitchen, and started cooking. Water was dripping from the faucet while she was washing a handful of round, luscious red tomatoes, and two deep green cucumbers. In a bowl, she beat an egg and added a pinch of salt. The egg white was expanding while slowly mixing with the yolk. She then grabbed a sharp knife to cut a slab of meat and eggplant. Before preparing the vegetables and meat, she had already put a small pot of rice on the stove. After a quarter of an hour, the aroma of steaming rice occupied the kitchen. She finished cooking three dishes, an omelet with tomatoes, cucumber salad, and eggplant with meat. Everything was simple, yet fresh and mouthwatering.

At the table where Terence was sitting, he was watching Julia being in control in the pantry. He could see how busy she was.

She was moving swiftly, however, still maintaining her grace. Her knife skills were precise, he noticed. It was the first time Terence saw her cooking. 'She's pretty when cooking,' he thought.

Moving back and forth, Julia's bangs kept being untucked behind her ears. An impulse occurred to Terence to come forward and brush her hair out of her charming face. But he decided to hold it in and not to do it.

"All set. Let’s eat." Julia filled a bowl with rice for him. "I am in a hurry today, that’s why I only prepared basic dishes. Please, make do with them."

"Only a bowl of rice?" Terence asked, frowning at her.

"I’ll have the instant noodles I cooked a while ago. I’m not into wasting food," Julia answered indifferently. She had no appetite anyway.

Not uttering anything, Terence quickly snatched the bowl of noodles away from Julia. He stood up and poured them into the trash can. Already in his seat again, he said, "Have some with me. I bet everything you cooked is delicious."

A little astonished, Julia only stared Terence for a couple of seconds. She was wondering what he did that for.

However, she didn’t bother to question him anymore. As requested by Terence, she picked up her utensils and served herself small portions of each dish. After eating a few spoonfuls, she pushed her plate forward. "I'm already full."

put his chopsticks down, Julia took it as a cue to stand up. She cleared the table by piling the plates, bowls, and utensils. It seemed like she was very familiar with doing house chores. Without

the kitchen, Terence was sitting on the sofa. He

was doing something work-related. Quietly, she walked away and took

her bedroom, she couldn’t keep on thinking about their set-up. They were getting along as if they had been married for years. But

keep herself awake and to not let

bed without even bothering to turn on the lights. Exhausted after overthinking, she fell asleep. Being a light sleeper, she sensed that someone entered the room. She felt a warm skin brushing against her back. She knew it was Terence. His weight made the bed shrunk a little as he lay down. His presence made her anxious that she didn’t dare to look behind her. She pretended that she was in

his hand and held her closer into his arms. Their bodies were pressing against each other. It made Julia much

sweet nightmare, she moved her hands all over the bed while her eyes were still closed. There was no one next to her. She opened her eyes and

pulled her phone from her purse and dialed Terence’s phone number. However, she hesitated to actually

kept on blinking. He

her skirt, she said, "Uh… nothing important. I just want to ask

a meeting right now. Maybe. Just a little late, I

case, I won’t prepare dinner for you then." The disappointment was audible in Julia's

that she was about to hang up the phone, Terence hurriedly stopped her. "I said I’ll

a little when she finally understood what he meant. "Alright, you should go ahead

what they just heard. Everyone knew him for being stern and hard as

immersed in his phone conversation earlier and kept smiling that he even

to bring his boss back into reality. "Mr.

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