Chapter 392


    He would have needed to prepare a few simple dishes or some fried eggs.


    After punching the code on the keypad to open the door, Eugene entered and made his way straight to


    the kitchen as usual. However, today, he noticed a familiar figure in the kitchen and looked pleasantly


    surprised. Is this woman preparing breakfast?


    He increased his pace to walk toward the kitchen.


    It was most probably due to the humming of the cooker hood that she did not realize him walking


    toward her.


    When Eugene took a good look of Olivia, he was about to burst inughter for the weirdest reason


    because she was in full gear—she had her sses and her mask on while wearing a pair of gloves on


    top of being equipped with an apron as well. She held a spat while flipping the fried egg in the pan


    tentatively. The most observant element was that she seemed to have invested her energy because


    the fried egg was in a heart shape that was held in ce by a curved sliced sausage.


    The longer he stared at her, the more he wanted tough. She doesn’t even know how to cook, but


    she’s trying out the tricky stuff. She is the typical kind of student, who is eager to run before they can


    even walk.


    From the corner of Eugene’s eyes, he noticed that there were a handful of sausages on the cutting


    board, which had been sliced through. It seemed that Olivia had dedicated a lot of work to achieve


    three heart-shaped fried eggs.


    Furthermore, it seemed as if she had crushed an egg because there were remnants of the egg’s


    amniotic fluid on the board. Naturally, he turned to steal a nce at the trash can, and true enough,


    there were some broken eggshells in there.


    Just then, the fried egg sizzled and sent some oil in Olivia’s direction, shocking her until she took a few


    steps backward. She stared fixedly at the fried eggs and looked like she was ready to fight someone.


    Finally, Eugene burst out inughter and frightened her. She turned abruptly to face him. “Y-Y-You


    scared me! When did youe in?”


    He chuckled while leaning against the doorframe. “I just arrived. Why are you cooking?”？”


    She answered innocently, “I can’t always be eating breakfast that you’ve prepared for me, can I? Look,


    don’t you think my heart-shaped fried eggs look good?”


    Although the fried eggs in the pan were slightly burned, she looked gleeful while pointing at it.


    He nodded. “It’s not bad at all.”


    Her clothing could have been an overkill and the kitchen was clearly in a mess, but it was undeniable


    that he was moved by her sincerity.


    Eugene entered the kitchen while trying to take the spat from her. “Hand it to me.”


    Olivia objected hastily, “No, no need. I’m done now. You should wake North up for breakfast.”


    He cackled while gently holding her head. Then, he kissed the exposed part of her forehead while


    quickly acknowledging her. “Sure, but you should be careful. Avoid being sttered by the oil.”


    She replied, “Okay, I’m done.”


    Eugene turned to make his way to North’s bedroom. Upon entering the bedroom, the first thing he saw


    was the child in bed. North was curled up with his pouted lips underneath the quilt. His breathing was


    steady, apparent that he was still asleep.


    While ncing around the room, Eugene caught sight of a suit hanging in the wardrobe.


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    He was astounded when he saw that.


    In all honesty, he was already bewildered because he just couldn’t locate his lost suit from a few days


    ago.


    However, the suit showed up out of nowhere the next day.


    Hence, he disregarded the matter because he thought that his eyes could have been ying tricks on


    him.


    Nevertheless, he was now almost sure that a ‘thief’ was involved. Furthermore, it was most probably


    the same one who stole his heart.


    Eugene moved forward to caress the suit while checking its style. If my guess is correct, the little


    woman must have prepared this suit for me.


    He continued to stroke the suit as his lips subconsciously curled into a faint smile. Just when he smiled


    like a fool, Olivia’s voice hissed from the door. “Don’t touch that!”


    “What? Whose is this?” He was shocked. Isn’t this for me?


    Olivia answered without letting anything away. “It belongs to a client and it’s an urgent one. I’m afraid


    that I might not be able toplete some details, so I brought it home.”


    Eugene felt as if someone threw a bucket of cold water at him. His once racing heart immediately


    calmed down. It turns out that this belongs to a client.