Substitute Marriage With the Illegitimate Son novel Chapter 1061

Janet's eyes fluttered open slowly as the sun filtered in through the blinds. She turned around and stretched her arms, groaning, only to find herself alone in the bed.

Slightly disappointed, she sat up and put on her crimson cashmere night robe to head downstairs.

She was greeted by one of the servants as she descended the staircase. "Good morning, Mrs. Larson! Please wait for a moment. Mr. Larson is preparing breakfast for you in the kitchen!"

"Really?" Janet asked, amazed. "Didn't Brandon go to the office?" Janet headed into the kitchen in disbelief. So, it was true! Brandon was hard at work in the kitchen toasting bread, wearing her apron.

He seemed to feel her gaze and turned around, flashing his perfect smile. "Hey, sweetie! Give me 5 more minutes. Breakfast will be ready soon," he said. He went on looking at her for a while, taking in how pretty she looked in that robe, and then turned around again to tend to the bread.

Janet looked at his back, blushing at the care he still showed for her.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Brandon added, "Are you still dazed? Don't worry, this sandwich will fix it!" She smiled sheepishly and walked toward the dining table. Brandon was already behind her, carrying plates of sandwiches and cake for her.

"Ah! This cake is your favorite. I planned to have it with you last night to celebrate your discharge from the hospital," Janet remarked. But last night became special for other reasons...

Janet was still blushing thinking about the intimate, passionate time they'd spent.

Brandon chuckled. His eyes lingered over the slice of cake before he took a bite. The soft cream melted in his mouth like ice on fire. He smiled. The sweet aroma of the cake was taking him back to the past. Devouring every bite slowly, he said, "It still tastes the same."

Janet's eyes lit up seeing him enjoying the cake. "It's from the same bakery you like. I bought it on the way to the hospital thinking you'd be missing it. You have high requirements for your food, but..."

Before she could finish her words, Brandon continued in a gentle and calm voice, "But I could eat a lot of them every time you bought the cakes from this shop."

Janet was holding a small silver spoon, lost in the memories they shared in the past. Then her eyes fell on the sandwiches. Her gaze got stuck to them as she reminisced. After a few seconds, her eyes welled up. "Remember the first time I cooked for you? I also made you a sandwich for breakfast," she said in a thick voice.

"And I ate it all up because it tasted like home," Brandon added. His face was contorted with a mix of happiness and sadness. After everything they'd been through, every moment he had spent with her was engraved in his memory, the memory he had once lost but fortunately regained by now.

Janet bit her lip, trying not to let out a sob. But her tears betrayed her as they plopped out of her eyes. Yet, she wore a smile as if she wasn't openly weeping.

After a while, both of them burst into laughter. Brandon held her hand and squeezed it reassuringly. "Honey, it's all over now."