Chapter 279


    Chapter 279


    Amy messaged on WhatsApp to ask about a patient’s status. By the time Leanne had texted back,


    Curtis was already rolling up his sleeves and heading into the kitchen.


    Dressed in a posh suit that seemed out of ce amidst the homely kitchen atmosphere, his hands


    caught her attention-long fingers, veins subtly pronounced under the skin, extending down to his


    forearms.


    He deftly chopped the ingredients with finesse, his hands moving elegantly.


    Leanne curled back under her nket, lulled into sleep again by the soothing, ambient noise of the


    simmering concoction.


    Sometimes, a gaze can feel tangible, warming. Slowly waking, Leanne’s eyes met Curtis’.


    He sat on the floor, chin rested on his hand, quietly watching her.


    Noticing her awake, he yfully pinched her nose, “Sleepyhead.”


    With a sore throat, Leanne wasn’t keen on talking. She pushed his hand away and sat up.


    “Thirsty?” Curtis offered her a cup.


    Taking it, Leanne was hit by a subtly sweet, herbal aroma, snapping her to alertness.


    Noticing her hesitation, Curtis said, “Same as yesterday. Saw you liked it, so I made some more. Taste


    it, is it better than yesterday’s?”


    Leanne hadn’t expected him to bring up yesterday’s drink. Asking would mean she c potentially giving


    him ammunition to tease her with.


    Given their current rtionship, it was best not to ask.


    She sipped quietly, noticing a slight difference. Curtis’ batch was lighter; yesterday’s


    more sugar.


    “Did Suzan make it yesterday?” she asked.


    Curtis looked up, not denying it, and said with a hint of meaning, “She brought it over. Doesn’t mean


    she made it.”


    Leanne was taken aback.


    “Suzan’s showed up yesterday with an herbal aroma with her, it was the same I smelled an herbal


    dessert shop.”


    It was unexpected for Leanne.


    To think Suzan would present store-bought drinks as her own, how many masks was s wearing?


    Seemed like she didn’t love Curtis as much as she imed.


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    Still, it wasn’t conclusive.


    “Maybe she had a meal there and decided to make you the drink afterwards.”


    Curtís smirked, “Silly, she doesn’t love me like you do.”


    Speechless, Leanne thought, “Who said anything about loving you?”


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    “Besides, you’re sick. What matters is it works, doesn’t matter who made it,” he added casually. “Even


    if it were made by, let’s say, a fairy, you’d drink it.”


    Leanne retorted, “I don’t have the ego you do.”


    The idea of a fairy making her a drink was amusing.


    Curtis watched her, amusement in his eyes, “Jealous?”


    Jealousy meant she cared, despite putting up a cold front.


    “Don’t tter yourself,” Leanne muttered, taking another sip.


    Curtis, amused, teased further, “So, whose is better? Mine or Suzan’s?”


    “You better shut up.”


    Her illness had hit suddenly, somemitments unavoidable. Curtis, amidst his busy schedule, made


    a point toe home just to cook for her.


    After sharing a meal, he had to rush off for a client meeting.


    Leanne spent most of the afternoon asleep, finally feeling better as her temperature dropped below 38


    degrees. Feeling somewhat better, she messaged Caleb asking tell Curtis not to bothering back.


    Curtis had been efficient with his work today, albeit with a different pace, seeming and more refreshed


    with the aim to get back to his convalescing wife. He even uncharacteristically conceded during


    negotiations to wrap things up quicker than


    nned.


    The meeting, expected tost two hours, concluded in just one and a half. The client visiting from


    Mysia, was pleasantly surprised by the smooth proceedings. Curtis’ congeniality left asting


    impression, making the client feel almost regretful the meet had to end so soon.


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