Not Your Doormat Anymore novel Chapter 23

"You're back, Dr. Ranford. Go wash up. Dinner's ready!"

Despite being born with a heart condition, Kourtney was not delicate at all. She was surprisingly skilled at cooking and keeping the place tidy.

My small apartment had never looked better—clean, organized, and welcoming. Compared to how I used to live, it was like night and day. Honestly, my place before could only be described as bare-bones.

She had cooked four dishes and a soup—all hot, steaming, and filled with mouthwatering aromas that immediately awakened my appetite.

Once I sat down, she took off her apron and joined me across the table. "I'm sorry if it's not to your taste, Dr. Ranford. I didn't know what you liked, so I just made a little of everything. Give them a taste." She looked at me eagerly, waiting for my reaction.

After several surgeries today, I was completely drained and more than a little hungry. I gave a quick nod, picked up my fork and spoon, and started eating.

"How is it?" she asked, watching me intently.

I was too focused on the food to even answer, so I simply gave her a thumbs-up. Her face lit up with the sweetest smile. "I'm glad you like it."

I honestly had not eaten this well in ages. After dinner, I slumped onto the couch. Completely full, I let out a satisfied burp. Meanwhile, Kourtney was already up, clearing the table and wiping it down like it was second nature.

Watching the spotless living room, I could not help but feel grateful. Letting Kourtney stay here was definitely the right call.

"How's work been going?" I asked casually.

She paused for a moment, then smiled. "It's pretty good! Everyone's really talented. I'm learning a lot!"

"You just graduated. It's totally normal for your first job to feel overwhelming. I was the same when I started at the hospital—clueless and overwhelmed. But with time, everything falls into place."

I could tell something was bothering her. Maybe it had been a tough day, so I offered a few encouraging words.