Renee walked in with a curious expression and asked, “What can I help you with?”

Mr. Q was wearing disposable plastic gloves in both hands. He was marinating the steaks with a secret sauce.

“Help me wear the apron, please. My hands are occupied.”

He gestured to an apron hanging on the cabinet with his chin, giving out the command naturally.

“Help you… put on the apron?”

Renee felt a moment of awkwardness. She hesitated and did not move.

This kind of action was way too intimate. Wasn’t this usually something that only couples would do?

Mr. Q turned around and looked at her flatly. “Is something wrong? Are you… shy?”

“Of course not!”

to put the apron

waist, and her thin fingers tied a bow around the waistband neatly. She patted the man’s back and said jokingly, “Hmm, not

was ruined, his body was top-notch. He had wide shoulders, a narrow waist, and firm

indeed. There were lots of other trees in the forest. Her vision was seriously

met after her divorce were comparable to Stefan, even

steaks, Mr. Q set the timer

grabbed a kiwi to make a fruit yogurt

while stirring it with a spoon.

and see if you like

“Umm…”

to being so intimate with a man. She awkwardly

a divorced woman who has

It’s called a sense of boundaries

eyebrows and put on a

salad, her eyes immediately brightened. She could not help praising, “Oh my god, this is so good. Who would have thought that a burly man

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