Chapter 347


    The firelight danced from the edge of the pan, illuminating Casey''s face and Izabe''s eyes.


    He was cooking with all his heart, but as time passed, his expression became more and more


    uneasy. The handle of the pan he was holding became too hot to handle, almost making him spill


    the food.


    Izabe wanted tough but held back, pretending not to see his embarrassment. She changed the


    subject and asked, "Where''s the cutlery?"


    Casey served the dish with a gloomy face and walked to the cab next to Izabe. He gently held


    the top of Izabe''s head, worried the door would hit her.


    "Here." Casey took out the cutlery. Izabe was close to him, and he could smell the scent of her


    shampoo.


    Thinking that they used the same shampoo bottle and smelled the same made him feel closer to


    her. Casey couldn''t help but move his ears slightly and quickly took down the cutlery.


    "I''ll take it." Izabe held the bowl with one hand, and with the other hand, she took the dish that


    Casey had just served.


    As soon as Izabe left, Casey''s movements suddenly became skilled. He quickly prepared the


    chicken chilli and scooped out the pumpkin soup.


    "Try it and see how it tastes." Casey looked at Izabe with anticipation, watching her every move.


    Making ordinary dishes delicious was not easy, Izabe took her fork and tasted the food seriously.


    Only after tasting each dish did she look up at Casey.


    Casey was staring at her. His expectant look was like a student waiting for exam results.


    Izabe couldn''t help butugh, generously praising his cooking skills: "It''s delicious."


    She had also learned to cook to please Brett and even consulted a chef. After tasting Casey''s food,


    she knew he had put in the effort, and it would only be possible to make such delicious food with


    years of practice.


    Casey squinted his eyes contentedly. It was already eight o''clock when they finished eating.


    After eating, he felt like sleeping, but looking at the time. It was still early. He nced out the


    window. It seemed to have stopped raining. Usually, he would go for a walk outside after dinner. But


    not today.


    He was afraid of running into Brett again. He had too many questions about Brett and Izabe''s


    rtionship, but didn''t dare to ask.


    Over the years, he had always had smooth sailing. Even when he first entered the entertainment


    industry, he encountered no setbacks or difficulties when transitioning from one field to another.


    ording to his agent, Seth, he was a chosen one, favoured by heaven.


    But now, for the first time, he encountered obstacles and threats. He didn''t know much about Brett,


    but he did know that Brett had taken away 40% of the Windham family''s shares in three years. This


    man wasplex.


    "Superstar, what are you thinking about?"


    Casey came back to his senses, raised his head and licked his lips. He was thinking about her


    rtionship with Brett and wanted to know everything about her, but he was afraid to ask.


    He was afraid that they wouldn''t even be able to be friends if he knew everything about her.


    Before he met Izabe, he always thought he was mentally strong. He might not be calm in the face


    of trouble, but he wouldn''t run away. He was able to handle things step by step. He didn''t expect to


    be such a coward in love.


    "Do you want to watch a movie? It''s still early."


    "Sure, let''s rest after the movie. I have to get up early tomorrow and leave."


    Casey''s face visibly stiffened and his pupils contracted, "You''re leaving?"


    Izabe gently replied, "Yes."


    Casey asked deeply, "Is it because of Brett?"


    "No," Izabe answered without hesitation, which seemed a bit suspicious. After a pause, she


    looked seriously at Casey sitting across from her.


    "It''s not because of him. I have to go somewhere important tomorrow."


    "Will youe back?" His face did not recover. He looked a little pale and his eyes were fixed on


    Izabe.


    Izabe shook her head, "Casey, we''re friends, and I appreciate your help this time. If you need


    help next time, just let me know, as long as I can."


    The light in Casey''s eyes dimmed for a moment, "I didn''t bring you here to repay me. Izabe, this


    is my home." Can you understand the real reason why I brought you home?


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    Casey had many properties in J City and R City, but these were only investments, not his home.


    Even the Dempsey family in J City, never considered it his home, only this ce.


    This was the ce he had personally decorated. The house wasn''t big but it was fully functional.


    Even the children''s room was designed by him ording to various books. Even though he didn''t


    have a girlfriend, he had already thought about the children.


    Deep down, Casey longed to have a home. A home wasn''t just about having a house. It could give


    him a sense of security. It was a ce where he could see the lights when he turned around. The


    important thing was that the people he liked lived inside.


    Izabe sat up straight and said very clearly, "Thank you." Other than a "thank you", she didn''t know


    what else to say.


    Casey shook his head. His heart felt like it was being twisted. Even though the pain was brief, the


    sensation of pain lingered, making him feel ufortable.


    "Brett, are you close to him?" He asked softly, squinting his eyes.


    "We used to be close, but not anymore."


    "Do I have a ce in your heart?"


    This question was like aparison between children, insisting on asking who was more important.


    Casey asked too directly. Izabe felt subtle, an indescribable emotion seeping from her heart.


    She stared at Casey''s face, which was simr to Ryker Dempsey''s, shook her head and said, "Yes."


    Getting the answer he wanted, Caseyughed. He knew he had a ce in Izabe''s heart.


    His requirements were simple and easy to satisfy as long as he was in her heart. Love is something


    that grows day by day, and he believed his position in Izabe''s heart would gradually rise.


    In the dim light, Casey''s ears were tinged with pink. He turned his head and pretended to look for a


    movie casually, "Is there a movie you want to watch?"


    "Let''s watch one you''re in."


    The corners of Casey''s mouth twitched up involuntarily, and Izabe couldn''t help but chuckle. How


    can this guy be so adorable? Just a moment ago, he was all down in the dumps. Now he''s cheering


    himself up.


    Casey stared at the three films in his hand, doubting himself. Maybe he''s been a bit too cocky


    usually, but now, thinking about his crush watching his movies, he''s already fretting over what parts


    he didn''t act well enough, even before they started ying.