Substitute Marriage With the Illegitimate Son novel Chapter 61

It was July now, and the first wave of scorching summer heat rolled over Seacisco. The days were longer and the sun set later.

Janet came home one day just as the sun was sinking in the horizon. The warm yellow light flooded the apartment, illuminating everything in a hazy glow. In the kitchen, the man was cooking something that smelled delicious.

"Why are you home so early?" Janet hid her surprise and walked to the kitchen slowly.

Piping hot dumplings bounded on the pot as Ethan flipped them over with the light flick of his wrist. Afterwards, he turned off the gas and transferred the dumplings to a plate, then fetched a pair of bowls and chopsticks. "Have dinner with me. Why are you just standing there?" "Okay," Janet said without protest. As Ethan set the table, she sat down hesitantly. Staring at the steaming dumplings in herbowl, she commented in surprise, "You can even make dumplings?"

Ethan pulled out a chair and sat down opposite her. In the setting sun, his usually sharp features looked gentle and soft. Even his eyes were full of affection. "Why? Is it so strange that I can make dumplings? My mother forced me to learn how to cook. She didn't like cooking alone, so she often asked me to help her."

In the end, Ethan had taken Garrett's advice.

But now that he had to make an apology, he needed to show his sincerity. He would not do that in a perfunctory way.

"Oh, I see. Anyway, I'm starving. Let's eat." Janet lowered her gaze, unable to meet his. She couldn't bear to look at the thin scars on Ethan's face. It made her remember what had happened last night.

She picked up her chopsticks and began to eat the dumplings in her bowl slowly. A little while later, she put her bowl down, exposing three lone dumplings.

Ethan raised his hand and took her bowl, pouring her leftover dumplings into his bowl. "We can't let them go to waste."

"Sorry, I really can't eat another," Janet said softly, looking down guiltily.

After a pause, Ethan smiled and asked gently, "What's the matter? I was just making up some excuse to eat your leftover dumplings."

"Oh?" Realizing that she misunderstood him yet again, Janet found herself unable to meet his eyes. She was still very sensitive about what other people thought of her. After all, she used to be the outcast, excluded from many school activities.