A Love Trap novel Chapter 30

Andrew was holding on to a tray filled with the food he had just cooked. He had just entered the living room, and heard what Ashley had said. "Then take me home!" he uttered, raising his eyebrows at her.

At that moment, Ashley snapped out of it as she heard his deep, pleasant voice. She had not noticed that Andrew had already left the kitchen and was already standing beside her.

Ashley turned to look at Andrew, who had his gaze glued on her, his eyes seeming to sparkle passionately.

There was a feeling of doubt when she saw his expression. She blinked, trying to read more into Andrew, wondering if it was just in her head. However, when Ashley fixed her eyes on Andrew once more, Andrew was back to his usual, calm demeanor, as if his expectant expression never appeared in the first place.

Although she felt a bit disappointed, she gave a sigh of relief.

She guessed that such a rich, powerful and handsome man like Andrew would never fancy someone like her.

"Okay, let's have breakfast now." Andrew put the breakfast on the table, took a few pieces of tissue to wipe his hands and then threw them into the trash can nearby.

Only he himself knew that he was very earnest when he said those words. He was also so nervous that his hands were covered with sweat.

However, Ashley thought it was just a casual thing for him to say, nothing more but a light joke.

She didn't know that he really meant what he had just said.

"Okay. Wow! It smells so good!" Ashley leaned forward, inhaling the inviting smell of the freshly cooked food.

Her mouth watered at the sight and smell; there was french toast, omelets, thin slices of ham, and an array of fresh fruits.

Right then, Ashley thought of Ellie who was also good at cooking food. When Ashley lived together with Ellie, Ellie always prepared their meals. Although Ashley knew how to cook food, she didn't like to stay in the kitchen and seldom prepared meals. Ever since Ashley tasted the delicious dishes made by Ellie, she was particular about food now.

The pleasant smell of food had given Ashley an appetite.

As if on cue, her stomach grumbled in anticipation.

Ashley picked up her chopsticks, itching to taste the fluffy eggs.

Just then, the doorbell rang. With much disappointment, Ashley put down her chopsticks on the table.

She rubbed her flat stomach as it rumbled in protest.

Andrew stood up. "It doesn't matter. You can eat first. I'll go to answer the door," he said softly, touching her head lightly.

He touched her head so casually and gently, as if he had done such a thing many times before.

During her stay, he had always talked to her in a gentle voice and with a friendly expression, not as aloof as he was in the company.

However, when he turned around to open the door, he began to glower a bit.

He had noticed the disappointed look on Ashley's face.

At that moment, he was just about to have breakfast with the woman he liked. Now they had been disturbed by an unexpected guest. Of course he would naturally be ill-tempered now.

Ashley shook her head. Although she was hungry, she wasn't used to sitting at the table to have breakfast alone.

With that, Ashley stood up and followed Andrew to the door.

With long strides, Andrew walked up to the door and opened it, Ashley close to his heels, revealing a woman who was in her early twenties.

Both Ashley and the woman looked surprised as they saw each other. They could not help but look at each other in stupefied amazement.