The Returning Ex

Yolanda was seen entering the lobby with a thermal flask in her hand. The moment she saw William, she heaved a sigh of relief. “Phew! I was afraid that you would be gone before I got here. My effort would have gone to waste in that case.” She then raised her thermal flask and said, “I made you some soup.”

Knitting his brows, William stared at Yolanda. “What brings you here at this hour?”

Yolanda replied with a smile, “Well, since you are doing overtime, I bet ordering a food delivery was probably how you settled your dinner, but how can that compare to some homemade cooking? That’s why I made you this.” There was a couch and a table in the lobby, so Yolanda looked at it and said, “If you’re not in a rush, why don’t you sit down and enjoy the soup? I spent quite some time making this, and I’d hate to see it go down the drain.”

Hmm. What kind of gentleman would I be if I insisted on turning her down? At the thought of that, William went to the couch with Yolanda and sat down, whereupon the lady opened the flask and revealed the mouth-watering chicken soup within it. Then, she poured some of the soup into the cap and gave it to the man. “Come on. You need to try my cooking. Chicken soup is my forte after all.”

William looked down at the soup and took a sip. While he had initially lost his mood to eat, the soup seemed to whet his appetite after he took a few sips of it. Then, he nodded and complimented her cooking. “Not bad! Not bad! The taste is simply awesome!”

was amused as she replied, “I’m glad to hear that.

there and talked about company matters, William eventually finished the soup before he closed the thermal

her thermal flask. “Don’t mention it. I’m free anyway, so it’s not really troublesome to me.” Both of them continued to sit down and

Therefore, she asked William whether there was any pastry he preferred in particular so that she could make and deliver

of Matilda. Matilda was used to a comfortable life. Although her cooking wasn’t terrible, she wasn’t good at it either. Back then, she wanted to make me some pastries. Instead, she just ended up making a mess in the kitchen. In the end, she failed to make something presentable, and she even got so angry

response, Yolanda gazed at William and asked, “What is it?

replied, “Oh, it’s nothing. I

paused, staring at William as she asked, “Really? Did it