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Chapter 173

    Chapter 173


    It didn’t seem impossible.


    Charles was skeptical, but he remained optimistic. “Hahaha! It doesn’t matter <b>if </b>it’s a mistake or not. What matters is that these past two days have been amazing!”


    Soon, Skr had already washed and prepared all the ingredients, including the meat, which she had also marinated. After checking the time, she called Joe.


    th a few


    “What time will you be home?” Skr asked <b>Joe</b>, who was ying basketball with <b>a</b>


    friends.


    After wiping the sweat from his forehead, Joe nced at the time and replied, “I’m getting ready to head back now. I’ll be home in about an hour.”


    “I’ll leave first,” Joe said to the group, including John.


    “Why are you leaving so early? Let’s y for another hour,” John suggested. It was rare that everyone had time today to gather for basketball.


    Joe shook his head. “I have ns tonight.”


    Raising an eyebrow, John immediately guessed after looking at Joe’s smile. “Are you heading home?”


    John whispered, “Didn’t you say you didn’t like her? It doesn’t seem like it.”


    Joe suppressed his smile and replied, “You don’t understand.” Then he walked away.Content is property ? N?velDrama.Org.


    John raised an eyebrow. Who was the one talking?


    Joe caught a whiff of delicious food as soon as he reached Gxy Vi. Perhaps it was because he was tired from ying basketball, but his stomach had started growling on the way back. Now, he couldn’t wait anymore after smelling the enticing aroma of food.


    In the dining area, Joe saw several dishes alreadyid out on the table. Though Skr’s cooking might not


    be as fancy as that of a five–star chef, her dishes had a homely charm.


    They were simple yet delicious, and each time he ate her food, he found himself eating more than he


    intended. After ying basketball all afternoon and burning a lot of calories, it wouldn’t hurt to eat a little


    extra that night.


    Skr brought out the seared salmon she had just finished cooking and noticed Joe had returned. “You’re


    back!”


    It seemed like he had returned ten minutes earlier than she expected. She still had two dishes that would be ready in ten minutes.


    “The traffic was smooth today,” Joe said with a faint smile, his tone rxed.


    He seemed to be <b>in </b>a good mood. Skr smiled too. “There are two more dishes. Just wait for me for


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    another ten minutes.”


    “Sure, take your time.” Joe nodded.


    Looking around the table, he counted nearly 20 dishes. Though there were various dishes, each had a small portion, they wouldn’t be wasting any food.


    Ten minutester, Skrpleted thest two dishes. She peeked out from the kitchen and asked Joe, Mr. Martin, would you like something to drink? We have red wine, and there are some other beverages in the fridge.”


    “Red wine then,” Joe replied.


    “Alright.”


    An hourter, Skr’s cheeks were flushed from the effects of the <b>wine</b>. She hadn’t expected to get drunk from red wine, but her eyes were misty as she looked at Joe.


    Joe was only slightly tipsy as this amount of alcohol meant nothing to him. He had known that Skr had a low alcohol tolerance, but now it seemed she was indeed a lightweight drinker. Even a little alcohol made her intoxicated.


    However, in her current state, Skr appeared defenseless with a hint of coquettishness and cuteness. Her lips were stained with the gloss of red wine, and she bit her lip, <b>an </b>unknowingly yful gesture.


    “Don’t just drink with anyone in the future,” Joe said, his voice slightly husky.


    Skr felt rebellious, especially now that she was drunk and her brain was foggy. “No, I can drink with anyone I want. Do you know how much I can drink? It could scare you to death if I told you.”


    “How much can you drink?” Joe’s eyes deepened as he wasn’t able to suppress his smile. Could she really scare someone to death with this little alcohol tolerance<b>?</b>


    Skr extended a hand<b>, </b>her index finger glistening under the light. “Guess what this means?”


    Joe’s gaze fell on her finger. “Oh? What does it mean?” The drunk Skr was behaving like azy kitten. “The answer is so obvious, and you still can’t guess?”
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