Broken Memories, Intertwined Hearts novel Chapter 533

“Don’t worry. My word is my bond.”\

Phoebe scanned the contents of the fridge, which was probably stocked by her mom’s doing. It was filled to the brim with all sorts of ingredients, but cooking was just too much of a hassle and too time-consuming. She didn’t fancy ending the day smelling like a greasy spoon diner. So she grabbed some lean beef and peppers. While boiling some pasta, she quickly stir-fried a simple beef and pepper dish.

Noel watched her bustling about the kitchen, captivated. His own mother never cooked, so this domestic scene was a rarity for him. A strange emotion welled up inside him; he thought he understood why Ethan loved to cook for his newlywed wife. It truly brought a sense of warmth to a home.

This girl certainly had the makings of a doting spouse. If he brought someone like her home, maybe his grandpa would give his blessing without a fuss?

Phoebe was quick, and in no time, a plate of the beef and pepper pasta was ready. She faced Noel with a stern expression, “Eat up, and leave my place as soon as you’re done.”

“You’re not eating?” Noel asked, looking up. “You haven’t had dinner either, have you?”

“Why do you care? Just eat,” she snapped back. She was accustomed to eating light at night and often just having some fruit for dinner.

Noel glanced at her. His eyes lingered a bit too long on her chest. “Guess you skip dinners, huh? No wonder you’re not... well-developed.”

What kind of look was that? Disdain? Phoebe was fuming. She considered herself quite even-tempered, but around this guy, everything changed. She raised her voice, “Noel, if you’re not eating, then get out. Now.”

Noel chuckled, trying to appease her, “Of course I’ll eat. I’m starving.” He dug in voraciously, and he couldn’t deny that the girl had some serious culinary skills — it was delicious.

As soon as Noel finished, the two security guards from earlier called, saying the cops had arrived and they needed to go give their statements.

Though he was reluctant to leave, he had already made significant headway by getting into her house, and that was satisfying enough. Considering Phoebe’s “ready to bite” expression, he didn’t dare overstay his welcome.

They both made their way to the security station, where the police took their statements and then escorted the troublemaker away.

Phoebe headed straight into the building, but Noel couldn’t help calling out to her, “Phoebe, I can’t drive home with my hand like this.”

She turned around, rolled her eyes at him, and hailed a cab at the building’s entrance. She opened the door and simply stared at Noel, motionless.

With no other option, Noel got in the cab, grumbling, “After saving your life tonight, the least you could give me is a smile, not this ‘death glare’ business.”

Before he could finish, Phoebe slammed the car door shut, and it nearly hit his nose.

The cab driver chuckled, “Boy, your girlfriend’s got quite the temper.”