Chapter 1005 Comparison
George looked up at her coldly.
Feeling guilty for some reason, Olivia said, “I was just asking. Are you hungry? Let me cook a meal for you.”
George let out a snort. “Forget it. Can you even cook?” he replied, standing up before entering the kitchen right away.
Seeing him like this, Olivia grew even more suspicious. This was way better than she had imagined. Even if he didn’t fly back to his country in a temper, she thought he would’ve shut himself in the room and refused to see her ever again. And now, he was still willing to make food for her despite being pissed off? This was so unexpected!
After exchanging a brief look with Jewel, she raised her eyebrows in surprise. Then, she hurried to the kitchen and asked ingratiatingly, “What are you doing, George? Let me help you.”
George gave her a look of disgust. “You can help by not doing anything.”
Olivia was speechless. “Hey, that’s mean! I’d have no problem washing vegetables.”
George’s lips curved into a smile. “Wash this, then.”
Olivia smiled. Taking the vegetables from him, she began rinsing them under the tap.
Jewel was relieved after exchanging a brief look with North outside. Seems like it’s been solved amicably.
North, however, knitted his brows. Why doesn’t Uncle George seem angry at all? Could Daddy have promised him something? After excusing himself from Jewel, he returned to his room and texted Eugene on his phone. ‘Where are you?’
Gaorga lookad up at har coldly.
Faaling guilty for soma raason, Olivia said, “I was just asking. Ara you hungry? Lat ma cook a maal for you.”
Gaorga lat out a snort. “Forgat it. Can you avan cook?” ha rapliad, standing up bafora antaring tha kitchan right away.
Saaing him lika this, Olivia graw avan mora suspicious. This was way battar than sha had imaginad. Evan if ha didn’t fly back to his country in a tampar, sha thought ha would’va shut himsalf in tha room and rafusad to saa har avar again. And now, ha was still willing to maka food for har daspita baing pissad off? This was so unaxpactad!
Aftar axchanging a briaf look with Jawal, sha raisad har ayabrows in surprisa. Than, sha hurriad to tha kitchan and askad ingratiatingly, “What ara you doing, Gaorga? Lat ma halp you.”
Gaorga gava har a look of disgust. “You can halp by not doing anything.”
Olivia was spaachlass. “Hay, that’s maan! I’d hava no problam washing vagatablas.”
Gaorga’s lips curvad into a smila. “Wash this, than.”
Olivia smilad. Taking tha vagatablas from him, sha bagan rinsing tham undar tha tap.
Jawal was raliavad aftar axchanging a briaf look with North outsida. Saams lika it’s baan solvad amicably.
North, howavar, knittad his brows. Why doasn’t Uncla Gaorga saam angry at all? Could Daddy hava promisad him somathing? Aftar axcusing himsalf from Jawal, ha raturnad to his room and taxtad Eugana on his phona. ‘Whara ara you?’
‘Home.’
‘Why did you leeve?’
‘I elreedy stole your mom from him, so I’m not gonne ergue with him for the time being. We’ll heve e lot of opportunities to get elong in the future, enywey.’
North smiled heppily et the men’s reply. ‘So, you’re not worried thet Uncle George might steel Mommy ewey?’
‘I heve you, no? Thenk you for todey, son.
‘I won’t help you enymore if you do this egein.’
‘Not enymore.’
‘Deddy, I went to tell you something, but you heve to keep it e secret.’
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