Chapter 455 Personal Chef

Upon hearing Leonard’s affirmation, Sonia felt as if her heart was settled after hearing his words and a surge of warmth coursed through her as she said, “Thank you for the compliments, Grandpa. Anyway, did you call me out of the blue because your expedition is ending?”

“Oh, it’s too soon for that. A large-scale expedition like this would take at least a year and a half before we can wrap things up. We’ve only just managed to clear out the passageway that leads to the tomb chamber and we won’t be studying the chamber until tomorrow. I called you up because I was wondering whether you could swing by the old house and mail me the archaeology journal I have in my study.”

“Oh, of course. When do you need it? Should I mail it over as soon as I find it?” she asked.

 

Leonard’s country house was, as per its namesake, out in the countryside. It would take a three-hour drive for her to get there, but if he was desperate for the journal, she could make the journey now and arrive at the house by nightfall.

“No, there’s no hurry. Just have it mailed over by this week; I’ll send you the address later,” he replied with a chuckle.

She nodded. “Got it. In that case, I’ll drive to the country house tomorrow.”

Following this, Sonia and Leonard continued to exchange their recent anecdotes before each reluctantly hung up the phone. Upon ending the call, she noticed Toby staring at her and she felt inexplicably compelled to elaborate, “That was my grandfather.”

“I know,” Toby said with a nod. “I never heard you mention your grandfather.”

bag. “My grandfather’s an archaeologist who spends a better part of the year exploring historical sites in remote areas. Plus,

 

hummed in response. “What did he ask you to

some journal on archaeology,” she frankly

knock

to glance at the doorway, only to see a doctor whom she had never met before

the nurse reminded

as someone from the cardiology department and something flashed in his eyes

only wanted her to leave so that the doctor could perform the check-up. She nodded in compliance and replied, “Okay. It’s

plain, simple food for now,” the doctor interjected hastily, afraid that Toby might seize the chance to order food that would hinder

Toby

exaggerated eye-roll, as if to say, You should learn to read the room. Can’t you see how Mr. Fuller’s eyes lit up

sputter as she said, “Well, whatever the doctor says goes. I’m sure your stomach will appreciate some hot chowder and a slice of mincemeat pie. I’ll go easy on

It’s your call,” Toby replied as he retracted his icy gaze from the cardiologist and resumed his warm demeanor with

her making it once; they had only just gotten married and it was her first time in the kitchen. She had attempted the beef bourguignon and

as he was hypnotized back then and couldn’t recognize her as the one whom he loved, he never bothered sampling it, regardless of how aromatic and enticing the dish had been. The scent of it lingered in the back of his

fact, he desperately hoped that three years was enough time for him to try all the dishes Sonia had made for

even begin to realize

brighter note, Sonia was going to personally make him chowder and mincemeat pie, so Toby found solace in that. As of now, he

then.” Sonia nodded with an air of finality. “Alright, I’ll take my leave now. I’ll see you

safe trip home,” Toby said,

left and closed the door

door click shut that he shed his friendly facade and resumed his usual cold indifference. “You may proceed,” he said in clear tones as

began to unbutton the loose shirt on him

cardiologist pulled out his stethoscope and went on to conduct a regular check-up on Toby’s

hand, opened the patient’s record book and

time goes on, it will begin to struggle to keep up with the rest of your body, and at that point, you’ll start to feel

as he pulled the front of his shirt to button it up. He sounded calm, so unfazed that it

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