Jepherson followed her into the house, changed into house slippers, and greeted Novalie before walking into the kitchen, washing his hands, and helping to prepare lunch.
It was sunny at noon, but the lighting in Raeleigh's kitchen was not bright enough. They stayed quietly in the kitchen. No one spoke as they focused on their own tasks.
Novalie closed her eyes, sitting cross-legged on the couch. She narrowed her eyes and pressed her hands against her legs.
She was not curious about what was going on in the kitchen. She was thinking about Xanthus. She was afraid that he had malicious intentions!
Soon, lunch was served. Raeleigh and Jepherson took turns serving the food on the table. Raeleigh called Novalie over while Jepherson washed his hands and followed them to the dining table, sitting down one after another. Jepherson set up Novalie's cutlery, acting as if he was at home. He treated her like how he treated Marissa.
Raeleigh looked at Jepherson. It was hard to imagine how he would be at home.
If she had never been to Richards Manor, then she
would have let it go. However, Raeleigh had been
there before. She realized that the line between
them was one she would never be able to cross.
Raeleigh served the rice for Jepherson and Novalie before sitting down to eat. She slightly lowered her head, eating more than she could chew.
That day, Jepherson bought a fish. She steamed the fish because Jepherson liked it.
Jepherson really liked it. He even removed the fish bones for Novalie.
Upon seeing that Raeleigh hadn't tried it, Jepherson also picked up a piece for her. "Try it. It's delicious."
Raeleigh looked at him as she ate the fish.
Raeleigh knew very well whether it was delicious or not as she cooked it herself, after all.
Jepherson was indeed a different breed. He placed some food in Novalie's bowl before devouring more than half of the fish by himself. He did eat some of the beancurd, but the fish was the main dish.
After eating dinner, Jepherson chatted with Novalie. Raeleigh finished tidying up and couldn't help staring at the leftover fish in the kitchen in a daze. Was it really that delicious?
After picking up the cutlery, Raeleigh tasted some After consuming some of it, Raeleigh frowned. It was nothing. It tasted quite normal.
of the fish. When she ate it, her mind was filled
with other thoughts, so she couldn't savor its
flavor.
After putting it down, Raeleigh looked at the living room. Who knew why he had eaten so much? Maybe it was because he was hungry.
When Raeleigh finished tidying up, Jepherson was not in the living room. She stopped and looked at the door, noticing that his shoes were still there. Raeleigh asked Novalie, "Where is he?"
Novalie looked at Raeleigh's room and said, "He said he was sleepy after taking such a long flight and had gone to sleep. Just wake him up at six o'clock later."
Raeleigh looked at the door and went in.
Jepherson had already fallen asleep. His coat was set aside, and his shirt unbuttoned. He preferred not to be restrained while sleeping. Raeleigh felt that Jepherson didn't seem to like wearing button-ups compared to T- shirts, which were loosefitting.
Seeing that he was not covered with the quilt, Raeleigh walked over and tucked him in. She looked at the time. It was only one o'clock in the afternoon. Did he have to sleep till six o'clock?
Raeleigh did not disturb him. She went out and closed the door behind her.
She wanted to have a chat with Novalie, but when she came out, Novalie had already gone back to rest.
Raeleigh opened the door of Novalie's room and intended to have a rest, but Novalie spoke before she could even enter the room. "Alright, go there. Didn't you say that you'll leave tonight? You must be tired after the journey. Have a rest."
Novalie understood that Jepherson wished Raeleigh could accompany him when he said that he wanted a rest.
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