The Wife He Dumped, The Queen She Returned As novel Chapter 108

"Yeah," Quentin stepped out of the elevator. "But I don't need to lift a finger. They've got enough trouble on their hands right now. Today..."

He stopped mid-sentence when he noticed Chloe hadn't followed him out. He looked back at her. "What's wrong?"

Chloe had just been blindly following Quentin the whole way, only now realizing this wasn't her floor.

"I'm on the wrong floor."

Quentin said calmly, "Didn't you say you were going to treat me to a meal?"

"Right now?"

"Yeah." Quentin pushed his door open and pulled out a brand-new pair of pink slippers. "I already bought the groceries."

"Are you sure?" Chloe paused. "Did you forget how terrible my cooking is?"

There was a period back then when she became suddenly obsessed with cooking.

She had followed a recipe to make a bunch of dishes and excitedly brought them to the Sterling Interpretation Institute to share with everyone.

The result was a unanimous conclusion—

"The kitchen is not the place for you!"

She had been dejectedly planning to use the food to feed stray animals after work, only to find her lunchboxes suddenly empty.

To this day, she still didn't know which brave soul had eaten it all.

While she was lost in thought, Quentin's voice broke the silence.

"I actually think your cooking is pretty good."

"You're brave." Chloe gave him a thumbs up. "If you dare to eat it, I dare to cook it!"

Just as she was about to enter the kitchen, her wrist was gently caught.

"You sit and rest. I'll prep the food, you just stand by and teach me."

Chloe paused. "But aren't I supposed to be treating you..."

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