Watching You Burn In Regret novel Chapter 170

Lennon let out a soft sigh. "Mrs. Crestwell truly has exquisite taste. To have married her—it's the greatest fortune of my life."

His gaze was warm, almost searing, and Seren felt her cheeks flush. She had to lower her eyes, unable to meet Lennon's stare.

She had to admit—Lennon had a gift for making her feel valued. With him, compliments and praise were never in short supply.

It almost felt as if she'd found the one person who resonated with her soul. What she saw as beautiful, he saw too—he understood and cherished it.

Soon, the evening crept in and it was time to prepare dinner.

The housekeeper had already stocked the kitchen with fresh groceries; the refrigerator was brimming.

Seren had grown up doted on by her grandparents, the Rutledges. They'd spoiled her endlessly, as if she were made of spun sugar that might dissolve if touched, or porcelain that could shatter at the slightest bump.

They never let her face a moment's hardship.

Whenever she'd expressed an interest in learning to cook, Old Mr. Rutledge had forbidden it, insisting her hands were meant for paintbrushes, not spatulas—her life should revolve around art, not pots and pans.

So, naturally, Seren had never learned to cook. Back in Riverbend City, she'd either eaten out or ordered takeout.

Yet now, Lennon moved around the kitchen with comfortable ease, expertly slicing vegetables. His long, deft fingers worked with practiced grace, each cut precise and uniform, every piece of produce arranged as if it belonged in a gallery.

Seren couldn't help but feel a little inadequate.

Finally, she spoke up, genuine admiration in her voice. "You're amazing. It seems like there's nothing you can't do."

Her eyes, clear and shining, were full of warmth and a touch of reverence.

Lennon chuckled softly. "Do you like this side of me, Mrs. Crestwell?" He teased, his eyes bright with amusement.

Seren's back stiffened a little, but she nodded. "I do."

She was learning to express herself with Lennon, to say out loud what she felt.

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