Mrs. Eriksen had prepared many things in the kitchen. I was as lazy as my norm, so I rarely entered the kitchen. Even if I did, mac and cheese was the most common dish I would make.
In terms of cooking, Macy and I were the same kind of people. In the past, Grandma always said that women should not be in the kitchen. Instead, we should read more books and delve into more poetic activities.
As time went by, the kitchen became a place I rarely entered. Now that I thought about it, it was because Grandma loved me and was reluctant to make me work in the kitchen. That was why she had said those words to me.
Since I was staying home, I did not want to waste my time lazing around. Therefore, I decided to cook something. After preparing all the ingredients, I poured some oil into the pan.
Right then, Ashton came down after his shower. I froze when I saw his styled hair. “You have something to do today?”
He nodded in answer. Entering the kitchen and seeing the uncooked food, he asked, “I’ll be going out for a bit. Will you be fine at home by yourself?”
I hummed as a reply and put the meat into the pan. As the meat flopped in, the oil on the pan splashed onto my hand, and I retracted my arm instinctively.
Instantly, I hissed in pain.
Swiftly, Ashton took the pan from my hand and pushed me to the side. “Let your hand stay under the cold water for a while. I’ll cook.”
After putting my hand under the tap for a while, I stood aside and watched him move around the kitchen. His movements were smooth with no trace of hesitation.
It differed him from the other rich men.
Having nothing to do, I grabbed an orange and asked, “Who are you meeting later?”
He scooped spaghetti into a pot as he looked at me. “Rebecca and Zachary are about to go back to K City, so they’ve invited a few of us to lunch.”
I froze until I saw an oil stain on his sleeve. Only then did I take off my apron and put it on him instead. “Okay. Don’t drink and come back earlier.”
Everyone had their own paths to walk, and I could not force Ashton to cut ties with Rebecca. After all, they were human, not machines.
He nodded and left a kiss on my forehead. “Don’t overthink it. Jared, Joe, Cameron, and Zachary will be there too. You’re pregnant, so it won’t be convenient for you to move too much.”
I nodded in response before I took the plate out of the kitchen to the dining room.
After scooping a portion for himself, he untied the apron and took my hand to check on it. “Does it still hurt?”
He then stood up and walked toward the cupboard.
When I saw him taking the first-aid kit, I hastily said, “I’m fine. It doesn’t hurt anymore.”
However, he ignored my words. Sitting beside me, he applied a thin layer of ointment to my hand.
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