Chapter 117


    Chapter 117 Catelyn stood in the middle of the living room while Cedrick sat on the sofa. Catelyn was


    trying hard to ignore Cedrick, but his presence was too strong. “You’ve returned my phone,” Catelyn


    muttered. “Anything else that I could do for you?” He was just sitting there idly. He was not waiting for her


    to say her thanks, was he? “I’m hungry.” Cedrick turned his head away and did not look at Catelyn, yet


    he was ordering all the same, “Make me some food.”, Catelyn was astounded. Was he thinking she was


    his maid? “There’s a good restaurant downstairs, and they make great food. I highly rmend…”


    Cedrick stroked his cor mindlessly, raised his brow, and said, “I took the trouble to send your phone


    here. Do I not deservepensation?” Catelyn blinked “I’m just saying that I didn’t prepare ingredients


    for this, and I’m afraid I can’t make something good for you.” Ollie had mentioned to her that Cedrick


    could be picky when it came to food, and she was not in the mood to entertain him.


    Cedrick’s long legs crossed and were ced on the sofa. Heid down again. “I’ve been on a detox diet


    recently. I can eat anything that you cook, even if it’s something simple.”


    Catelyn was speechless. ‘Well, thank you for being ‘amodating’, then!’ Nheless, she walked


    into the kitchen and put on her apron. Her face was tinted pink, probably due to the remnants of her


    anger. She took out a pack of frozen sausage, washed some greens, and scrambled two eggs,


    assembling a delicious sandwich. It looked good, even though it was simple. When she served the food,


    Cedrick stared at the sausage and frowned. “I don’t eat processed food.” Catelyn pouted. “You said you’d


    eat anything I make.” “With the premise of all being healthy food.” “I only have frozen sausages here.


    “Fine, don’t eat this. I have cereal in the kitchen, so you could make something for yourself.” She gave


    him a look of contempt. Did Cedrick just make himself literally ‘at home? Catelyn did not care what his


    response was anymore and went to sit at the dining table alone. Though it was a small apartment, the


    dining room was elongated. The dining table was covered in a in table cloth and was ced next to


    the window.


    The afternoon sun shone in, and she took one bite of her sandwich.


    Catelyn was raised in a decent household and was well-trained with table manners. Thus, she ate


    cleanly and made not a sound.


    She finished her food and ced her cutlery down when all of a sudden, arge shadow loomed over


    her.


    She looked up and saw Cedrick’s grim face. He was holding another te of sandwich in his hands.


    Considering his size and appetite, Catelyn purposely made a bigger sandwich for him and ced it on a


    larger te. She teased, “Is Prince Cedrick finally willing to eat the peasant’s sandwich?”


    Cedrick’s lips pursed, somehow creating tension in the atmosphere.


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    Catelyn used the tip of her feet to pull a chair to him and said cunningly, “Please take a seat.”


    Cedrick sat quietly across from her. He seemed even more annoyed somehow, but did he have a reason


    to be mad? Cedrick ate elegantly and did not stop until he finished thest bite. “How does it taste?”


    Catelyn rested her chin in her palm and watched him as he ate.