Rachel lowered her eyes to the ground and nibbled at her bottom lip.
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Victor stared down at her thoughtfully, letting silence fill the space between them before he said, “Come down stairs in 20 minutes for dinner.”
“Okay,” Rachel said with a large, fake smile. She had told him what she wanted to eat, but he had rejected all her suggestions. The entire conversation had just been a gigantic waste of time. Rachel couldn’t help the fact that she felt a little unhappy and disappointed at his words. She stepped back into her room and was about to close her door as Victor turned away, but then he suddenly stopped. He turned back to her and said, “And…”
Rachel was about to ask him what more he wanted to say, but Victor was faster. He reached out a hand and snatched the bag of crisps.
“I’m confiscating this,” he grumbled.
Rachel half-opened her mouth at the sheer audacity of his action. She had not even eaten a single chip yet!
She sulkily stepped into her room and closed the door. After a short 20 minutes’ wait, Rachel made her way to the dining hall.
She didn’t know what she’d been expecting when she stepped into the dining hall, but nothing wasn’t what she had in mind. She had thought that perhaps there would be more flavorless dishes, but there was nothing. Not even Victor was there.
“Where’s Victor?” she said to the maid that was waiting on her.
The maid gave a small, respectful bow before she said, “Mr. Sullivan is in the kitchen.”
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In the kitchen?
Rachel raised her eyebrows in surprise and immediately went towards the kitchen. She cracked the door open so she could peer inside, just in time to see a tall man dishing food out of a frying pan onto a plate.
She could hardly believe her eyes.
She had immediately recognized the figure as Victor.
Victor turned with the plate in his hand and walked out the kitchen.
When he saw Rachel standing at the door he paused, looked down at her, then carried on walking to the semi open bar counter. He set the plate down, turned to her and said, “What are you still doing standing there? Come and have dinner.”
Rachel came back to her senses and noticed that there were three dishes on the counter. She walked over to him and asked, “Did you cook all these dishes?”
Victor chose not to answer her question. Instead he said, “The nutritionist has agreed to adjust your diet; starting from tomorrow.
For tonight, you can eat these.”
Rachel just stared at the food in front of her in a state of sheer awe. It smelled and looked delicious; it was basically mouth-watering.
As far as she could tell from the old Rachel’s memories, Victor had never cooked for her before. Both Shelia and Rachel had no idea that he was even able to cook.
But perhaps a more important question was why? Why had he suddenly decided to cook?
His behavior from earlier this afternoon had been easy to understand.
He’d wanted to incriminate her so he wouldn’t look like the bad guy for punishing Olivia. But now? She just couldn’t understand him. She couldn’t believe he’d actually prepared food for her.
Rachel made no move to eat. She just stood there, staring blankly in front of her, totally lost in thought.
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