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.”

into her bag. “My grandfather’s an archaeologist who spends a better part of the year exploring historical sites in remote areas. Plus, he tends to keep a low profile,

 

did he ask

on archaeology,” she frankly

this moment, a knock came from

doctor whom she had never met

your check-up,” the nurse reminded

doctor next to her as someone from the cardiology department and something flashed in his eyes as he turned to address Sonia,

nodded in compliance and replied, “Okay.

can only have plain, simple food for now,” the doctor interjected hastily, afraid that Toby might seize the chance

Toby shot him a dark

should learn to read the room. Can’t you see how Mr. Fuller’s eyes lit up when this lady asked him about dinner? You just had to go and ruin it for him by

exchange between the doctor and the nurse and she couldn’t help but sputter as she said, “Well, whatever the doctor says goes. I’m sure your

your call,” Toby replied as he retracted his icy gaze from the

speaking, he was really craving for her beef bourguignon. He recalled 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 the aroma that wafted through the kitchen was something

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 memory, reminding him of what

to taste that recipe. In fact, he desperately hoped that three years was enough time for him to try all the dishes Sonia had made for him back in the day. He could leave in peace if that dream were to come

dream was pushed back before Toby could even begin to realize it, for the

and mincemeat pie, so Toby found

of finality. “Alright, I’ll

Have a safe trip home,” Toby said, jerking

and closed the door

shed his friendly facade and resumed his usual cold indifference. “You may proceed,” he said in

loose shirt on him

the sight of this, the cardiologist pulled out his stethoscope and went on to

other hand, opened the patient’s record book and noted all

and at that point, you’ll start to feel worn out and exhausted. You may also experience shortness of breath and you’ll find yourself having to dial back on

of his shirt to button it up. He sounded calm, so

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