Love's Cunning Ruse novel Chapter 288

"Whose mom?" Daphne quickened her pace, reaching the table.

Lionel helped her pull out a chair, his firm grip on her shoulders gently guiding her to sit, "Our mom, Mrs. Flores."

"My mom gave you the keys to my apartment? Really, Lord Lion, you trying to fool me? Did you..." Daphne was about to suggest that he might have made a copy of her key the last time she left it at his place.

But as her gaze met Lionel's enchanting hazel eyes, Daphne suddenly lost her nerve. The words that were on the tip of her tongue turned into something else.

"Did you see that I left the door unlocked last night and decided to come in?"

Lionel pulled out a key and waved it in front of her. "I had no idea you had a habit of leaving your door unlocked at night. Or did you do it on purpose, hoping I'd come over?"

"Lord Lion... Do you think this is some sort of morning sitcom?" Daphne rolled her eyes at him.

"Hmm?" Lionel's tone rose slightly.

Daphne immediately took a spoonful of yogurt bowl and put it in her mouth, then exaggeratedly gave a thumbs up. "Delicious!"

"Took quite a while to make," he replied casually.

"Did you make it yourself?" She looked at the yogurt in front of her with a hint of surprise. It tasted great and looked like something you'd get at a fancy place, not something Lionel would make.

Yet he affirmed with one simple words, "Duh."

"Lord Lion, let me see your hands." Daphne reached out to Lionel.

He extended his hand, and Daphne put down her spoon and opened his palm. It was soft and smooth, evidently well taken care of.

Daphne scoffed lightly, "Look at these hands, they haven't seen a day's hard work. I don't believe for a second you made this. There's no shame in not being able to cook, I can't cook either!"

Lionel lightly tapped Daphne's head, "Is not being able to cook something to be proud of?"

Daphne thought for a moment, it was quite embarrassing. But...

"Actually, I can't do laundry or clean either. Either my mom comes over to clean my apartment, or I hire a maid. My dad adores me, he's always spoiled me," Daphne confessed.

Lionel chuckled, amused by her candidness.

Her genuineness, devoid of any pretense, was endearing. Many people would exaggerate their skills to maintain a perfect image, only to make a fool of themselves. But Daphne, perhaps because she didn't expect anything serious to come out of their relationship, was simply being herself.

Maybe his silence lasted too long, as even the thick-skinned Daphne started to feel embarrassed. She touched her nose and said, "Seems like there's not much to be proud of."

"You can be proud." The man sitting across from her suddenly spoke, surprising Daphne.

"What?"

"You can be proud." He said, "As Mrs. Lionel, not knowing how to cook, clean, or do laundry, you can be proud. It's something to be proud of."

Daphne's heart was racing uncontrollably, even covering it with her hands didn't help.

The handsome man who made her breakfast, his face stunningly beautiful, was whispering sweet nothings that made her heart flutter. She took a deep breath, barely managing to calm herself down. Then, pretending as if nothing had happened, she gave him a sweet smile, "Lord Lion, you sure know how to charm a lady... I'm smitten."

She quickly changed the subject, "Did you really get the keys from my mom? How did you manage that?"

She found it hard to believe.

After all, the people who vehemently opposed her marrying into a wealthy family, who were against her marrying Lionel, were Mrs. Flores and Alaric!

It was hard to believe that in just over a month, her parents would do a complete 180 and even give Lionel the keys to her apartment! She was curious to know how Lionel managed this!!