Chapter 118


    When stor was on the crowded bus with Anastasia, his expression had already darkened.


    He wondered, “Is this how Anastasia usually goes back and forth every day to buy ingredients and


    cook?”


    Suddenly, the bus braked, and stor almost lost his bnce.


    On the contrary, Anastasia kept her footing firmly because she was used to it.


    stor was very unhappy. He grabbed the handle and stood beside Anastasia to protect her.


    But Anastasia did not feel anything.


    “In the future, ask the butler to buy the ingredients and bring them over.” stor was very unhappy.


    “At first, the ingredients were bought by the butler. You forgot you said the vegetables bought by the


    butler were not tender enough. But you would eat a few bites of the vegetables I bought,” Anastasia


    said indifferently and calmly.


    stor went speechless. He knew he seemed to be picky indeed.


    He thought the butler was the one that had been buying the ingredients for so long.


    When the bus arrived at the next stop, a group of women squeezed in, and the bus became more


    crowded.


    stor, who had mysophobia, had an even darker expression.


    Meanwhile, Anastasia looked out of the window calmly and very quietly. stor felt the anger in his


    heart, which he could not vent out and was hard to bear.


    stor sighed and looked at Anastasia. “How long will it take to reach?” “There are two more stops. It’s


    very close.”


    stor was finally relieved after hearing that.


    When the bus arrived at the stop, that group of women rushed down and almost pushed stor into


    the ditch.


    stor was helpless and looked at Anastasia with resentment.


    Anastasia ignored him.


    stor was upset and said, “You didn’t treat me like this before. Even though it was just acting, you


    have to do it properly. Don’t upset me.” Anastasia looked at stor indifferently with a fake smile.


    “Come on. Let’s go in and buy the ingredients.”


    stor snorted and followed Anastasia closely. He was so close that one might think stor feared


    that Anastasia would run away.


    Anastasia ignored stor and chose the ingredients on her own.


    In the past four years, she had a clear understanding of stor’s taste and his preference.


    “I want to eat that.” stor was like an angry child, pointing at a row of fresh asparagus.


    Anastasia picked one and looked carefully.


    “How do you pick them?” stor also took one, very confused.


    “Do you want to learn how to cook and pick ingredients?” Anastasia asked stor.


    stor was gloomy and looked away. “What? Can’t I?”


    “Can… Why not?” Anastasiaughed ironically.


    She thought, “Sure enough, no love means no love. For the sake of Felicia, stor is willing to learn to


    buy ingredients and cook.”


    This text is ? N?velDrama/.Org.


    She pointed to the end of the asparagus with her numb finger and exined, “Here, you should choose


    those with soft and tender fibers and short segments.”


    stor listened carefully.


    “For potatoes, you should choose yellow potatoes without sprouts. It will taste softer when cooked in


    soup.”


    Anastasia’s voice was calm.


    “What about the ribs?” stor asked.


    “For ribs, they must be fresh and not frozen.”


    They had been shopping in the farmer’s market for a long time. When they left, stor was sshed


    with mud by a car.


    His expression was very dark, and he looked at the car with deep eyes. He was so angry that he


    wanted to curse.


    “That’s what the farmer’s market looks like. Everyone is busy with life and


    rushing home to care of their families, cook, and do housework. No one cares about you. Who asked


    you to stand next to the puddle,” Anastasia said lightly.


    stor was a little angry.


    “I-I…” he stammered for a long time and could not say anything.


    stor did not speak until he stood by the road, carrying a lot of ingredients and waiting for the bus. He


    asked, “Anastasia, are you the one who carries these many things home on ordinary days?”


    Anastasia looked back at stor and retorted, “Otherwise, who else?”


    “I… should find you a housekeeper,” stor whispered.


    Anastasiaughed ironically and said, “Do you know what time I usually get up in the morning? .”


    When she got up, stor was still sleeping…


    Butter, he did not sleep at home most of the time.


    He never told Anastasia clearly if he did not spend the night at home. So every day, she prepared three


    meals for him attentively.