The living room was very clean and spotless.
The TV was on, and the air was filled with a strong floral fragrance.
Howard glanced at Elaine silently and walked towards the dining hall.
Elaine quickly followed.
As he glanced at the dishes on the table, he frowned. "What is this?"
"Your dinner. They're all your favorite. I just made them. Hurry and dine in before they turn cold."
Without a glance at her, he spurted, "Throw these away and recook my dinner."
"What?" A little surprised, she asked, "Why?"
"I don't eat leftovers."
"This is not leftovers. It's specially made for you. I've already eaten mine in the kitchen. It's not dirty. You can eat this."
She was a maid. No matter how well Howard treated her, she was just a maid.
When Howard was on his of days, he would invite her to eat with him, and only then would she comply.
Usually, when Howard wasn't at home, she would cook two portions of the food, where she would eat hers and leave the other portion for Howard.
Howard had never acted like this, so she assumed that he was still mad at her about this morning.
At the same time, she looked at him cautiously.
However, Howard raised his eyebrows. "What are you standing there? Do you expect me to cook my own dinner?"
"Oh, no! I'll do it." Elaine immediately threw all the food away and cooked him another set of dinner.
Half an hour later.
Steamy dishes were served on the table.
Only then did Howard's face relax. He picked up his spoon and took a bite, and it was delicious. Then, he looked at the petite figure who was working in the kitchen and his eyes started to darken.
Howard was eating when Elaine came out of the kitchen. She pulled out a chair and sat down, looking at him eating with her chin on her hands. Suddenly, she blurted, "Dr. Perkins, why do I feel that you are different today?"
Surprised, he paused and looked up. "Different? How?" "The way you eat." She pointed at the braised fish and said, "This is your favorite dish, but you don't eat it today. Besides, you're not a picky eater, but you seem to have a bad appetite today as you eat so slowly."
Howard glanced at her indifferently. "What are you suspecting?"
"What?" On the contrary, she was stunned. "Do I have to suspect anything?"
Startled by her response that Howard choked, his glance complicated and strange. "Are you always so stupid?"
"Hey!"
She had already lowered herself to such an extent. Why must he be so rude?
Puffing up her cheek in annoyance, she put up an angry pout yet her eyes were so sparkling and there was no hint of frustration in them. Moreover, her lips seemed to curl into a smirk.
Her expression made Howard feel that she was an oddball. "Why can you be so happy after being scolded?"
He had never seen such a person.
Cupping her chin with one hand, she said cheekily, "Because you scold me, which means you're not angry with me anymore, so I'm happy."
Frankly, Elaine had been worrying the whole day today. She was afraid that Howard would still be angry when he returned.
However, from the looks of it, he seemed to be okay.
Putting down his utensils, Howard stared at her silently, which made her brush her face, wondering if there was something on it.
Suddenly, Howard stood up and walked towards the living room.
Puzzled, she felt that there was something not quite right with him tonight as he was completely different from how he was during the day.
"Dr. Perkins, do you still want to eat this?" Elaine shouted.
Howard waved his hand. "Nah. Clean them up."
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