Chapter 8


    Chapter 8


    “It’s a must to enjoy warm pancakes with high-quality butter. Then, a sip of hot chocte to go down


    with it.”


    Catherine continued on with the eating show.


    She was savoring every bite of food in earnest. Taking her pretty face into ount as well, her


    performance was way more entertaining and convincing than the other eating broadcast shows


    avable.


    Shaun could not take any more of this.


    “Meow.” At the same time, Fudge leaped onto the dining table while wagging its tail.


    Thinking the cat must be hungry, he walked over to the cupboard. He returned with a te of cat food


    and ced it before Fudge.


    Fudge sniffed it for a few seconds before turning its head away. It looked at Catherine with greedy


    eyes.


    An awkward expression shed across the man’s face.


    She suppressed the desire tough before feeding the cat a small piece of the cinnamon roll. The little


    cat devoured it within seconds.


    “Good kitty.”


    She patted the cat on the head lovingly. ‘You have much better taste than your owner,’ she thought to


    herself.


    Shaun felt embarrassed. After the cat ate two more bites of the cinnamon roll, it went on to enjoy the


    churros. This put a frown on the man’s forehead.


    “You…”


    Catherine seized the opportunity and shoved a piece of churros into his mouth.


    A hint of anger shed across his eyes. Just when he was about to spit it out, the crispy outside of the


    churros that were coated with cinnamon sugar melted on his tongue.


    Instinctively, he began chewing on the dense dough. It was crispy on the outside but soft on the inside.


    It was delicious.


    Surely, he had had churros before. The cooks from Hill household could make numerous kinds of food,


    but nothing tasted as good as this.


    For some reason, the churros that she made brought out the creamy vor of the milk without making it


    sickly.


    “Is it nice?” Catherine asked, cupping her chin with both hands. She was confident in her cooking.


    The light went out of his eyes when he noticed the smug smile on her face.


    “It’s just alright.”


    Then, he picked up another piece of churros and continued eating. The small bite from earlier was not


    enough for him to taste its full vor properly.


    She winked yfully. “Didn’t you say it’s just alright?”


    “Surely you can’t finish all these. I don’t like wasting food,” the man replied calmly.


    She parted her lips to retaliate, but he interrupted with a frown, “Keep quiet during meal times.”


    “…”


    Catherine gasped in astonishment as she had never seen anyone so shameless.


    He had said coolly that he did not like having sweet foods for breakfast, but he was now devouring the


    churros, pancakes, and cinnamon rolls—the hot chocte too.


    He sure had the cheek!


    Initially, Shaun only wanted to have a little taste of the food, but everything that she made was


    exceptionally delicious. They were even better than the ones he tried in restaurants.


    It was definitely out of his expectation that this woman could make such a scrumptious breakfast.


    His impression of her changed a little. Coincidentally, she turned her face toward him and their eyes


    met. “Shaunny, what do you want to eat for dinner? I’ll make it for you,” she said gently.


    “I have a dinner appointment tonight.”


    Then, he left to get changed in the bedroom without another word.


    This did not annoy her. It was not unusual for the boss of a multinational business to be upied with


    work.


    However, it was still important to maintain a good rtionship between them.


    She cleaned up the table immediately and hurried off to get changed into work clothes too.


    When Shaun was about to leave the house, she quickly reappeared from her room with her purse.


    “Shaunny, can you give me a lift? I’m heading off to work as well. If it’s too much trouble, you can just


    drop me off at the subway station. Please.”


    He pursed his lips while thinking of refusing. However, he eventually nodded upon considering that he


    had enjoyed the breakfast she made today a lot.


    The two of them took the elevator to the parking lot.


    Catherine thought she would be getting into a Bentley or a Maybach, but when the man stopped by the


    side of a white Lexus…


    “Um… Is this your car?”


    “Yup.”


    He opened the door and sat down in the driver’s seat.


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    Confused, she followed suit and entered the car. “Shaunny, why did you choose this car?”


    This man was supposed to be the heir of a multinational business, yet he was driving a car that was


    worth only a little over 300,000 dors?


    “It’s cheap and fuel-efficient,” he simply replied while igniting the car.


    “You do know the best way to live, my exceptional husband.”


    She turned her head aside to find a packet of cheap tissue on the dashboard. Its packaging read ‘###


    Gas Station—cheapest and easiest.’


    “…”


    Catherine was confused.


    Did all sessful bosses nowadays live frugally like this?


    Could it be possible that she was not treated well by the Jones because she had been spending


    lavishly instead of saving up like other sessful bosses?


    She fell into deep thought as she pondered over this.


    Ten minutester, the car came to a halt by the subway station. He turned to face her. “Off you go.”


    “…”


    She was speechless.


    She only said that out of politeness but he really did as told.


    Well, well, well.


    While suppressing the anger rising inside her, she forced a shy smile on her face. “Thanks, Shaunny.”


    The second she stepped out of the vehicle, the car sped away before she could say something else.


    What an annoying and cruel man!


    …


    She only arrived at thepany around 9:00 p.m.


    Since returning from her studies abroad, she had been working at Summit Building Design Group. It


    was the Jones family’s biggest corporation.


    However, as soon as she stepped foot into the building, the project manager, James Lennon, said to


    her in a strange voice, “You don’t have to show up starting from today. This project doesn’t belong to


    you anymore.”


    “What do you mean?”


    James’ eyes sparkled when he spotted someone behind her. “Reba, here you are.”


    Catherine snapped her head around and saw Reba approaching their direction wearing a low-cut


    knitted white top. On her right was Ethan who was wearing a shirt of the same color. Their arms were


    linked together.


    The sunlight that streamed into the room through the window enveloped the two of them. They looked


    like a blissful couple in their matching outfits.