y Stu
Chapter 978
Zephyr waved to signal Anne not to follow him before entering the kitchen.
Upon entering, he saw Johanna, who was in a vintage dress with a length that reached her ankles, picking up the pot on the stove.
Zephyr did not know what was in the pot—he only knew it looked black. She then poured the contents into a bowl, and steam rose from the bowl. Soon, the faint aromatic scent of food filled the kitchen.
“It smells really good. I didn't know you could cook, Kitty,” Zephyr praised.
Johanna ignored him as she scooped the pasta from the pot and added some olive oil into the bowl before sprinkling some sesame seeds as well.
Then, she took a bite of it. The familiar taste made Johanna relax, and finally, she felt alive.
Zephyr walked over and glanced at the bowl. “Let me try it.”
Johanna halted. Then, she scooped some of the pasta with her fork and fed it to him. He lowered his head and ate it. As he savored the taste, he beamed. “Mm, it's not bad.”
Zephyr used to stay in Chanaea for a while back then, and he had tasted many kinds of Chanaean cuisines. However, he was not too keen on them.
To his surprise, the pasta Johanna made was delectable.
Zephyr then took the bowl Johanna handed to him and slowly dug in as he leaned against the kitchen counter. It was then he saw Johanna throw another handful of pasta into the pot.
He arched a brow and asked, “What else do you know how to make?”
Johanna did not answer him. Instead, she took out a lemon from the refrigerator, sliced it, and crushed it in the cup before adding some ice.
She then handed the cold lemonade to Zephyr.
Zephyr took two sips of it. Although the lemonade was a little sour, it was cold and tasty.
Zephyr then lowered his head and studied Johanna in amusement.
The woman was just trying to kill him the night before, but the next day, she seemed all tamed. She was not resisting him, and she was not trying to flee. Zephyr wondered what made her change so suddenly.
Is it because she wants to live? Is she afraid that she won't be able to escape after killing me, so she became submissive?
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