There was a still look in Roland’s eyes as he looked at Isabel.

Isabel withdrew her hand and approached the sink.

She turned on the faucet and doused her hand in cold water with her back facing Roland.

There was a mirror in front of the sink, so she caught a brief hint of Roland’s reflection in it.

While washing her hands, she subtly inspected his reflection in the mirror.

She saw Roland staring at her from behind for several seconds before he went to pour the contents of the pot into a bowl.

His movements were practiced and graceful.

Isabel snuck another look at his face.

He seemed very focused on his task and did not seem to be thinking about anything else.

He probably did not think much of it when she grazed her fingers against his palms.

With that, she heaved a sigh of relief.

Then, she wiped her hands and walked out of the kitchen.

already set the food on the table and

asked in concern, "Is your hand okay?” “Much better." Isabel waved her hands in front of him to show

tips of her fingers seem to glisten underneath the ceiling

gulped, the

have noticed anything as she sat

began to dig in as

Isabel contentedly set aside her spoon and fork before turning to him "Roland, I might have to stay with you for a few more

clarified, "It's not that I want to overstay my welcome, but your mom went out of her way and bought me

feel bad if I didn’t respond kindly to

to say no toa chance to eat such delicacies

her place so

at Roland with a sincere look in

and merely grunted, “Hm.” Then,

hardly bothered by Isabel

felt relieved and told him, "I won't just

anything.” “There are a few things I

finish the

She quickly retreated with her hands placed over her

looked at her

on the corner of his lips

never stepped out of her

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