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He did not remove the clothes’s label, so it was hanging outside. He was humming some folk song while wearing a pink apron. There were all sorts of ingredients on the ground including vegetables and noodles. He was still cooking in the kitchen, and there were already two plates of appetizer on the dining table. He continued to cook noodles and fry some shrimps while humming. His mood seemed to be great as the corner of his lips was lifted the whole time. He turned around wanting to plate the food on the dining table, only to realize that Freya was behind him.
He was a little bit stunned when he looked into her eyes. After placing the food on the table, he approached Freya and brought her to the dining table. “When did you wake up? Was I being too loud when I cooked? I’ll be careful next time.”
She shook her head and replied, “No, you didn’t. I woke up by myself.”
“That’s great. The noodles will be done in a while. You can try these dishes first. I haven’t been cooking in years so my skill is rusty.” He looked at her carefully as he talked, and it was obvious. that he wanted to please her. She somewhat felt awkward looking at him acting this way.
Freya knew that he was a good cook because he had been cooking for her a few years back then when they became a couple. Nathaniel mentioned that his mother was busy, so that he had to cook for himself since he was eight years old. Freya was wondering what sort of work his mother was working as, that she needed his son to cook for her. She finally got her answer. A prostitute did not have a fixed working hour. Nothing was under her control in that hellish place.
She was in her mind after thinking about it because she could not imagine what had happened. Her father would not be someone who murdered his best friend, who was also his business partner. It was unlikely for him to break his family and kill his wife, not to mention letting his son wander off the street. It was only normal for a business man to have a trick up his sleeve. But she did not believe her father was guilty, because he would never be that ruthless. Ads by PubFuture
Back in prison, she was always reminiscing about everything in the past. She guessed that her. father should have known who Nathaniel was, which was Zander’s son. If he really did murder Zander, it was impossible for him to agree on her marriage with Nathaniel. He was opposing it at the beginning, but he gave them his blessing in the end. And also, he let Nathaniel in to manage the Gomez Group, which created a chance for him to get his revenge. She felt that something was wrong, but she could not pinpoint it.
“Let’s sit down and eat.” Nathaniel smirked, looking at Freya as she daydreamed. He pulled a chair for her to sit down. He then brought two bowls of noodles out. There was seafood in it, and it tasted scrumptious. He was adding food to her bowl from time to time as she ate. Her bowl was full soon. She pushed the bowl aside because her appetite had not been good since she was being tortured in jail. After all those years, she had been having gastric problems.
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