Yolanda was seen entering the lobby with a thermal flask in her hand. The moment she saw William, she heaved a sigh of relief. “Phew! I was afraid that you would be gone before I got here. My effort would have gone to waste in that case.” She then raised her thermal flask and said, “I made you some soup.”
Knitting his brows, William stared at Yolanda. “What brings you here at this hour?”
Yolanda replied with a smile, “Well, since you are doing overtime, I bet ordering a food delivery was probably how you settled your dinner, but how can that compare to some homemade cooking? That’s why I made you this.” There was a couch and a table in the lobby, so Yolanda looked at it and said, “If you’re not in a rush, why don’t you sit down and enjoy the soup? I spent quite some time making this, and I’d hate to see it go down the drain.”
Hmm. What kind of gentleman would I be if I insisted on turning her down? At the thought of that, William went to the couch with Yolanda and sat down, whereupon the lady opened the flask and revealed the mouth-watering chicken soup within it. Then, she poured some of the soup into the cap and gave it to the man. “Come on. You need to try my cooking. Chicken soup is my forte after all.”
William looked down at the soup and took a sip. While he had initially lost his mood to eat, the soup seemed to whet his appetite after he took a few sips of it. Then, he nodded and complimented her cooking. “Not bad! Not bad! The taste is simply awesome!”
Yolanda was amused as she replied, “I’m glad to hear that. At least all my hard work is worth it.”
As both of them sat there and talked about company matters, William eventually finished the soup before he closed the thermal flask. “Thank you so much for coming over.”
Yolanda then put away her thermal flask. “Don’t mention it. I’m free anyway, so it’s not really troublesome to me.” Both of them continued to sit down and chat for a while before they finally decided to leave.
While William drove Yolanda home, the lady told the man that she would like to learn how to bake. Therefore, she asked William whether there was any pastry he preferred in particular so that she could make and deliver some to him next time.
Upon hearing her words, William was caught in a trance as he was reminded of Matilda. Matilda was used to a comfortable life. Although her cooking wasn’t terrible, she wasn’t good at it either. Back then, she wanted to make me some pastries. Instead, she just ended up making a mess in the kitchen. In the end, she failed to make something presentable, and she even got so angry at herself. At the thought of Matilda’s frustrated look back then, William chuckled.
Stunned by William’s response, Yolanda gazed at William and asked, “What is it? What’s so funny about the thing that I just said?”
Soon, William snapped out of his trance and replied, “Oh, it’s nothing. I was just reminded of something funny in the past.”
Yolanda paused, staring at William as she asked, “Really? Did it have anything to do with baking?”
William responded with a noncommittal grunt, while Yolanda’s expression darkened upon seeing that. He must have been thinking about Matilda.
For the rest of the ride, neither of them said anything until they arrived at Yolanda’s house. As soon as the car pulled over, she got off the car and hesitantly looked back at William. “There is a movie that’s showing recently. I’d really love to watch it, but there is no fun in watching it alone. So, when are you free, William? Perhaps we can watch it together.”
William let out a sigh. “Well, I’m a little busy with work recently, and I doubt I can find time for that. So, just count me out for this one. Maybe you can watch it with your friends or someone else. I figure I will be considerably occupied these days.”
Yolanda pursed her lips and replied after a pause, “Okay then, I guess I’m not going either. I don’t have a lot of friends anyway, and I really don’t feel like watching it alone.”
William only looked at her with a smile. After that, he didn’t continue the topic. Instead, he simply told her, “It’s getting late. Rest well.”
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Next One Is a Babe