Sitting on the sofa, Sabrina found herself stealing extra glances at him.
Upon returning home, he removed his coat, revealing a gray shirt underneath with two buttons undone, giving him a slightly casual appearance. His sleeves were rolled up, exposing his muscular forearms, while he retained his suit pants.
Dressed in the attire of a professional, but donning an apron, he looked somewhat adorable.
Catching her glance, Tyrone asked, Whats the matter?
Shaking her head, Sabrina replied, Nothing.
With that, Tyrone retreated back to the kitchen.
A short while later, Tyrone emerged from the kitchen, balancing two plates of perfectly plated spaghetti, garnished with a side of vegetable salad, macaroni, and shrimp, all looking remarkably appetizing.
Taking her place across the table from Tyrone, Sabrina prepared to dine.
Care to taste it? Tyrone put his apron aside.
Casting a glance his way, Sabrina selected a shrimp and savored its delicious taste.
Positioned opposite her, Tyrone confessed, I havent been in the kitchen in quite a while.
Do you not usually cook for Galilea? Sabrina questioned him, her eyebrows arched.
Rarely. Only once.
Alright. Sabrina continued her meal, eyes focused on her plate.
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Observing her cold demeanor, Tyrone inquired, Whats the matter? Dont you trust me?
I have no spy cameras at her place, so how could I know?
Tyrone sidestepped the topic, proposing instead, How about I prepare a meal for you once every week?
Because of his busy work, he couldnt commit to cooking daily.
Your work is the priority. Sabrina regarded him with a complex expression.
Tyrone didnt respond, but he made his decision.
After the meal, Karen took over the kitchen cleanup.
Do you want to take a walk and digest? Tyrone proposed.
Sounds good, Sabrina agreed.
Together, they walked out of the house, their shoulders brushing against each other. They took a casual walk down the cobbled pathway, engaging in light-hearted conversation.