“You didn’t make this soup? Who else could it be, then?” Sophie gazed at the other three people there. They were more likely there to eat than to cook, and they weren’t capable of preparing their own meal.

“Tristan purposely learned to do this for you.” Sarah pretended not to fathom Tristan’s warning and directly divulged that information. My foolish little brother genuinely cares about Sophie. Since he had done so much for her, I should tell her about his efforts. Doing this will improve their relationship, so why not?

“What?”

Sophie was truly dumbfounded. Mr. Tristan made this soup? So these three are here because he requested their presence?

He glanced at Sarah. I knew it. She’s not reliable at all.

The soup wasn’t a success. As it was a failed attempt, he didn’t want to let Sophie drink it.

“Really? In that case, I must taste it.” Sophie gazed at Tristan. Knowing he had prepared the soup for her, she was touched by his effort regardless of the soup’s flavor.

She was aware that Tristan had always been unable to accept her tiny meal portions.

Still, there was nothing she could do about that.

That was the most she could eat, and if she consumed more, she would feel uncomfortable as her appetite was genuinely lacking.

Sophie reckoned that was why he wanted to learn cooking.

Of course, she knew what Tristan was thinking about.

He understood her very well, and she also had a good grasp of him.

“Sophie, Uncle Tristan really treats you wholeheartedly, so you must never abandon him no matter what happens in the future. Otherwise, he’ll be brokenhearted.” Ysabelle had never seen Tristan care so much about someone.

Felix nodded in agreement. If Sophie leaves Mr. Tristan, he will surely be devastated. He has fallen head over heels for her.

you

I picked my words poorly. Still, I sincerely hope you two will always

only become hindrances if they remained there, so she brought them

only ones left

I drink a little, too, since they all got to taste the soup you made? Didn’t Sarah say you prepared this soup for me?” Deeply touched, she regarded him with

she couldn’t help but behave more gently before him. She also wished to stay with

Judging by their reaction, the soup I made today

it properly. I’ll prepare some for you next time,” Tristan

he provided her the best of

slung her arms around

was a hot and

He reckoned she would be dispirited if he

he reciprocated and deepened the

themselves in that

during a kiss, so this time, she could

lips, he gently rubbed them with his

Crown.” Before he could master the art of preparing the

little

to trying the soup he prepared for

Tristan frowned.

taste? They told me the soup today is

having poor taste, then.” How can

you’re only saying that because you’re my girlfriend, so you’ll compliment me regardless of the soup’s flavor.” Especially

All I want is to drink a bowl of

but

nice after leaving it to cool for some

few

worth it, looking at her

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