Chapter 82 I Can’t Cook Shit!
Vera feigned indifference as she spoke.
But deep down, it was all an act.
The truth was, she simply enjoyed chatting with Robin
The thought of having an intimate moment between them felt too daunting for her.
Now, as Robin held her in his arms, a wave of nervousness washed over her.
She had never been this intimate with anyone before.
For a moment, she considered breaking free from his embrace, but she had already spoken too boldly to take it back.
Nestled against Robin’s chest, inhaling his alluring scent, she felt herself becoming a bit dazed.
This embrace is so warm!
Ever since her mother passed away, she hadn’t experienced such comfort,
Years had gone by, and she had almost forgotten that there was still a place to lean on in this world.
At that moment, Vera wished she could stay in Robin’s arms forever, never to leave.
“Thud!”
Just as Vera was savoring the warmth of the moment, Robin tossed her onto the sofa.
“Urghh!” She exclaimed, feeling dizzy.
“You j*rk! Can’t you be a little gentler?”
Suddenly, she noticed Robin was undressing.
*J*rk! What are you doing?” Vera shrank back into the corner of the sofa, pánic rising in her chest.
Robin halted, realizing he had a woman in front of him.
Sitting beside her, bare–chested, he said, “Didn’t you say you weren’t afraid? Lhaven’t even gotten far yet, and you’re already losing it.”
With that, he simply removed his pants.
“Ah! You pervert!” Vera quickly shut her eyes, her cheeks burning.
She heard the rustling of clothes..
Wait, is he serious?
What am I supposed to do now? Did I just walk right into a dangerous situation?
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Should I accept what will be happening or resist?
Am I going to sleep with him?
We have barely known each other for a few days–how embarrassing!
Vera felt a wave of heat surge through her. Her heart raced wildly in her chest.
What should I do?
Would he think less of her and consider me one of those easy women?
That would spell trouble!
I’ve never been alone with a man before.
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Just as Vera was lost in her frantic thoughts about what might happen next, she heard Robin’s voice from behind.
“Take my clothes and wash them!
“And then make me dinner.“
Wait! What?
Vera’s eyes snapped open as she looked at herself and then at Robin, who was striding up the stairs.
Did he just order me around like a maid?
“No! Why should I wash your clothes or make you dinner?”
Robin turned around, a light laugh escaping his lips. “You’re the one who made the promise this afternoon. You said you’d cook for me for week. If you’re lying, feel free to leave.
With that, he headed upstairs.
“You! You jerk! I can’t cook for shit!” Vera was almost losing it.
I had never cooked a meal in her life, and now he expected me to cook for him?
What the he!!!
I had just mentioned it casually in passing: how could he possibly remember?
What a jerk!
He’s waiting to boss me around.
Letting me in is just a ploy to get me to cook!
Gurgle!”
Her stomach growled.
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Vera patted her belly: it felt empty.
After a long night at Harmont Bar, she hadn’t eaten anything and was definitely feeling h
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Troubled, are you?” Robin called from upstairs. “No problem. If you can’t handle it, just go home. I’ll cook after my shower.”
“Yeah, right! I’m definitely going to cook today!” Vera huffed. “Go take your shower!”
“Good! I’m looking forward to your gourmet meal.” Robin chuckled at Vera’s determined expression as he walked towards the bathroom.
Vera glared at his retreating figure, stamping her foot. I’m going to make a five Michelin–star meal today! It’s just one dinner; how hard can it be for me?”
I’m sure I could whip up a lavish feast.
I couldn’t understand how blind you are.
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