Chapter 428


    Chapter 428


    Ste picked a few ingredients, paid up, and headed home.


    She looked visibly troubled as she remembered what the woman had told her, just as she knew that no


    one hade home for a while the leaves of the potted nts were curling up and withered, indicating


    that no one had watered it for days.


    Roger was supposed to be home everyday even if he had sses in the morning. The house was also


    close enough to his campus, just as he used to cook for himself often.


    The store owner’s words reminded her that Roger had gone for an interview without telling her… was


    he hiding even more from her? Or did he have other ns?


    It was past nine when Roger reached home. As he put down his keys and turned on the lights, he


    entered the living room and was taken aback to see a person on the couch.


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    “Ste?”


    He was hesitant, but walked up to her after changing out of his shoes, and saw that it was indeed


    Ste, asleep on the couch.


    There was a sh of delight on his face. Worried that he would disturb her sleep, he gingerly crouched


    in front of her, wanting to carry her to her room.


    The instant he touched her, however, Ste opened her eyes and saw him.”… You’re back.” She


    yawned drowsily as she sat up, while Roger sat beside her. “Why didn’t you tell me if you wereing


    back?” he asked, before remembering her text and call in the morning. “Oh, wait-you did call me.”


    Ste stared into his eyes. “Yes. You didn’t answer, and texted back saying that you were in ss.”


    Seemingly feeling guilty, Roger averted his eyes. “It’s an important ss, and I forgot to call you back


    after that…”


    Ste’s expression soured right away, but though she wanted to ask why he would lie, she could not


    say those words at the sight of his evasive gaze.


    “You should eat. I made some of your favorites,” she said with a sigh, before remembering something.


    “Wait, did it get cold already?”


    Roger followed her to the dining table to find it covered in scrumptious dishes, and a troubled look


    appeared on his face. “I’ve already eaten, Ste…”


    Ste did a double take. “Oh, nevermind then…”


    Still, Roger could not bear to let her effort go to waste. “We can eat it tomorrow once we reheat it.”


    “But it won’t taste as good…”


    “It’s fine. Your cooking is the best.” Ste smiled as she put away the dishes, while Roger asked, “What


    about you? Have you eaten


    yet?”


    “I have.” with that, Roger helped Ste put the dishes into the fridge and quietly helped her with


    housework. However, he flinched inwardly when he saw Ste take a watering bucket to the potted


    nts on the balcony. Still, he acted casual and walked up to her. “Now I feel like a murderer for


    forgetting to water them.” Ste stroked the leaves of the nts in turn and giggled. “How poor is your


    memory? You’d see them on the balcony everyday when you leave for ss ande home. It must


    have been a week since youst watered them?” Feeling a little guilty, Roger mumbled, “I’m not as


    attentive as you are.” Ste smiled but said nothing despite feeling disappointed inside.