The next day, when Nelson woke up in the morning, Naomi was no longer by his side.
He sat up and made a dart for downstairs. In the dining room, breakfast had already been placed on the table.
He dashed into the kitchen, and it was neat and clean.
Naomi was holding a plate. She noticed his appearance and smiled at him. Then, she took a piece of bread from the plate and sent it towards his mouth.
"Have a try!"
When she saw that he didn't respond, she added another sentence.
"It's not that bad!"
Only then did he come to his senses. He shook his head and opened his mouth.
"It's delicious."
Naomi laughed cheerfully upon hearing that. Sunshine came in through the window behind her, enlivening and warming the room with her smile.
Nelson happened to see the wound on Naomi's arm. He quickly pulled her over and observed it carefully as he asked, "How did this happen?"
"It's nothing!" Naomi hurriedly withdrew her hand from his.
However, it was pulled back by him again.
She had inherited her mother's skin tone, so she was fair. Although she had practiced self defense for many years, there would still be marks left on her natural skin when she got injured.
At the moment, there was a burn mark on her arm.
"How did you get burnt?"
Naomi smiled and said, "I'm fine! I was careless when I took the lid off the pot just now. I've already applied ointment. It will be alright soon!"
Nelson frowned and looked around the kitchen.
Eventually, his gaze fell on a cabinet in the kitchen. He went over and opened it. Burnt ingredients were exposed.
It turned out that she had practiced many times before she had gotten a satisfactory outcome.
Naomi gave him a sheepish smile and said, "I'm sorry, I'll do it better next time! I..."
He gave her a cuddle without hesitation.
"You don't have to apologize. It's me who should apologize."
Naomi was dumbstruck. When she had practiced self-defense in the past, it would always be her mistake whenever she didn't do well. For countless times, in order to achieve the result expected by her teacher, she had to repeat the same move or action day and night.
She would only stop when she had mastered the move.
The experience was not too tough for her. On the contrary, it was a way to polish up her resilience.
However, after hearing Nelson's affectionate words, she felt a lump in her throat.
She sniffed and got ready to tell him otherwise.
He took her hand again and asked gently, "Did you wake up early? Don't do this in the future. I won't force you to devote too much time and energy for our family."
Naomi answered, "It's not like that. It's just that I've seen how happy Mom was when she cooked for Dad. It's the same for me too. I really enjoy the feeling of making food for my other half. Don't you feel happy too?"
Her eyes were clear and pure, and there was a guileless innocence on her face.
Nelson suddenly felt a little guilty for no reason.
"Then, I'll accompany you next time!"
"Sure, let's have breakfast together!"
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