His Domineering Lover novel Chapter 100

Back in the old days, it was the first time for Tracey and Sean to stay outside overnight.

In the morning when she woke up, Sean waved his hand and said, "Tracey, breakfast is ready, come here and eat it." Sean was wearing a white shirt then.

"Wow, it's spaghetti! It looks good." Tracey couldn't wait to try it, then kept praising Sean's cooking.

"If you like it, I'll cook for you for the rest of my life." Sean looked at her with a smile.

Sight scene overlapped with her memory as if they had never been separated. He had been by her side all the time.

And she was also in a white dress this morning, it looked like they were still 16 or 17 years old.

When Tracey in the white dress, Sean found she was just the girl in his memory, never had been sexy or cold.

He walked toward the dining table and took out a chair for her, just as he did in the past.

"Have a try. You haven't eaten the spaghetti I cook for a long time." He smiled, putting the noodles in front of her.

Her eyes contained a hint of complexity. She had not eaten it yet but she already tasted bitterness.

"What are you waiting for? Eat it, or it's cooling down. See if my cooking skills have regressed."

Sean said.

Tracey took some noddles. She tasted it a bit different even though it was still delicious like before.

Maybe because her emotion had changed. When she was loving him, she felt everything he cooked was greatest in the world.

Now her love did not exist, she could only taste bad of the food. "How is it?" asked Sean.

Looked at Sean's face, which was a bit similar to Adam, Tracey thought that Adam also cooked the brown sugar ginger soup for her, although his cooking skills were awful.

Why was it so easy for her to think of him now? Seeing she was in a daze, Sean felt quite sad.

She changed a lot. The biggest appearance was that she was easily get distracted, and he did not know who she was thinking about.

Women's intuition was usually very accurate. In fact, men were the same. Sean had been figuring out who was the brother that Tracey was calling in her dream.

"Tracey..."

"Huh?"

"I asked how is it?"

She ate more. "It tasted the same. Actually these years in the United States, there have been some changes in my hobbies, although the spaghetti was still delicious, it is not my taste."

Hearing her opinions, Sean's heart sank. Was it implying that they are impossible to go back?

Tracey looked at the time, it was almost 8:30 a.m. "Are you going to school later? I'm not busy, I can give you a ride."

As the successor of the Sheng Group, how could he be not busy? But Tracey did not reject. "Okay, I'm going to the airport to pick someone up. Drive me there."

"Who?"

"A person very important to me. His flight arrives at 10 o'clock. Let's go now." Tracey said.

"Okay." Sean drove personally. A very important person? After thinking about it for a while, he couldn't think of anyone.