Chad Yakov's actions were swift, preparing a full meal, neatly arranged on the Table.
He lifted his Wrist and glanced at the time; only half an hour had passed.
He sat in front of the Dining Table, staring at the tightly closed room door, his eyes somewhat heavy, for a long time, he didn't call her to eat.
About ten minutes later, the Bedroom door suddenly opened from inside.
Victoria Gibson walked out of the Room, her expression a bit dazed.
Seeing Chad Yakov sitting in front of the Dining Table, her first reaction was to freeze.
"You finished, why didn't you call me?"
"An hour hasn't passed yet." Chad Yakov sat still, opening his thin lips lightly.
"But the Dishes won't be good if they get cold." Victoria Gibson frowned, walked to the Dining Table, and looking at the familiar dishes, sat down and grabbed the Chopsticks to eat.
She had just stuffed a piece of Beef into her mouth when his magnetic Voice sounded in her ear.
