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.

set the food on the table and

your hand okay?” “Much better." Isabel waved her hands in front

pink tips of her fingers seem to

Roland pursed his lips and gulped, the bulb in his throat moved

have noticed anything as she sat down and started

seeing this, Roland began

fork before turning to him "Roland, I

clarified, "It's not that I want to overstay my welcome, but your mom went

bad if I didn’t

be a shame to say no toa chance to eat such delicacies

was reluctant to move back to her place so long

a sincere look in her

and merely grunted, “Hm.” Then,

bothered by Isabel staying

relieved and told him,

I could use

finish the food without

need to use the toilet real quick.” She quickly retreated with her hands placed over

at

the corner of his lips after

her

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