Find Me In Your Labyrinth

Chapter 141

Seeing the new bed and desk, Emily immediately asked, “Did you just buy these?”

“No!” Estelle quickly replied, fearing she would spend more money, “They were already here, probably bought by the landlord but never used.”

Emily breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the bed, and said, “I’d rather stay in a hotel than have you spend more money on me.”

Looking around, she asked, “Didn’t you say you only rented one room? Will the landlord give you a hard time if I stay here?”

“No, I already talked to the landlord, and he said it’s fine!”

“Great!”

Emily stood up, smiling, “I’ll treat you to dinner tonight.”

And she quickly added, “No more refusals!”

Estelle raised her eyebrows, “Fine, it’s on you!”

Emily found out that Estelle cooked for herself, and she cheerfully told her, “I’ll cook for you for the next few days. I’m not bad in the

great at making desserts, but now she learned she could cook too, so she laughed, “Thank heavens! We don’t

for a moment, but then she

two lived together, making their lives a bit more lively and helping Estelle shake

the evenings, Estelle would go to the supermarket, purchase ingredients, and patiently wait for Emily to come home so they could cook

dessert for Estelle every time she returned, who would eat it while watching movies, waiting for Emily to

with prepping and washing the veggies, but Emily thought she was too slow and would push

away.

of quick and easy recipes, allowing Emily to prepare them in no time at

Emily was being modest; her cooking skills weren’t just good, they were exceptional, not worse than any

father used to be a chef, working his way up to head chef at a five–star hotel. Her mother married him

her father later became a drug addict, which caused him to lose everything and become a completely different person.

turned concerned as she asked, “Do you want me to assist you in finding

he were to return, it would only bring more harm to

heavy voice, she added,

of love and hate, Estelle’s heart clenched, not knowing how

her head, tears in her eyes but still smiling optimistically, “Let’s not talk about him anymore. I’ll go wash the dishes.”