How to Train Your Ex-Billionaire novel Chapter 115

Winifred woke up feeling much better.

She had barely eaten breakfast, and now her stomach was rumbling.

As she walked out of the bedroom, she saw Yvan standing in the open-plan kitchen, cooking something.

He wasn't wearing an apron. His custom-tailored shirt had the sleeves rolled up, revealing his strong forearms.

He still wore his expensive watch, and even while cooking, every movement he made exuded an air of refined grace.

Steam rose from the pot, lending a touch of domesticity to the usually aloof young master.

Could he actually cook? Winifred found it hard to believe.

As far as she knew, Yvan was hopeless in the kitchen.

During the winter break of their freshman year, he had taken her to his family home.

He had told her to lie to her family, saying she'd be back in three days. Instead, he brought her to his house.

His family was away—his parents were traveling, and the staff was on holiday.

It was Winifred’s first time at Yvan's home, and even though the mansion was empty, she felt incredibly nervous.

Stepping into a place that looked like a palace made her feel deeply insecure.

In his bedroom, Yvan had led her through all sorts of reckless acts. But they had never gone all the way.

She hadn't been ready.

At the time, they hadn't been dating for long, and she didn't want to rush into a physical relationship.

Yvan hadn't forced her, but he had kept her in his room for a full day of passionate foolishness.

Eventually, they both got hungry.

Yvan asked if she knew how to make pastas. Winifred nodded.

After eating, Yvan went to the sofa to play video games.

Winifred silently gathered the dishes and washed them.

They stayed at the Brown family estate for three days, and Winifred cooked for him the entire time—mostly pastas, because Yvan said he liked them.

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