After doing all this, she crept back to the bedroom.
Ian slowly opened his eyes, touched the blanket on his body, and turned to look at the silhouette that was stepping into the bedroom.
He was well aware of how much he had drunk.He did drink a lot, but he was not completely drunk.
Moreover, he was an undercover agent and had taken up a lot of dangerous undercover missions back then, so he had always been a very light sleeper.
He had already woken up when she opened the door and walked out of the room.
Ian chuckled softly.He had wanted to see what she would do, but he was really surprised by her actions.
The next day...
Elaine slept until 8:00 a.m.and woke up on time.
She washed up and walked out of the bedroom only to realize that the blanket and pillow were the only things left on the couch.
"You’ve woken up."
Ian came out of the kitchen with breakfast.She was astonished and walked toward the dining table.
The breakfast was simple but looked good and smelled delicious.
"Your cooking skills are quite up there, huh?"
Ian pulled out a chair.
"After living by myself for such a long time, honing a few cooking skills was a necessity."
She sat down.
"Are you sober?"
"I’m not even hung-over."
Ian sat across from her and started buttering his toast slowly.
"Did you sleep well last night?"
"It’s quite okay."
Elaine lowered her head and tasted the sausage on the plate.
Ian placed the buttered toast on the plate in front of her.
"How is it?"
She nodded.
‘To be honest, this is delicious"
He chuckled.
"Take this as an appreciation for bringing me a blanket and pillow."
Elaine’s eyes shifted away as she explained, "It’s just that I felt bad for occupying your bed for the night."
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