"You know I'm a daughter of the Alonso family, so you should guess that I can't cook. Being able to boil pasta is already my limit."
"And with all that book learning, all you've mastered is boiling pasta?" Azriel responded nonchalantly, then picked up his cutlery and began to eat his pasta.
Phoebe pursed her lips. He was quite stubborn. "You don't exactly look... too poor to afford a cook..."
Azriel scoffed. "I've got money, but what's that got to do with me apologizing and making amends to you?"
Phoebe threw up her hands in resignation. "Fine, just keep eating. If you don't, the noodles will get mushy and won't be good anymore."
Azriel took a couple of bites, then looked up at her. "Have you eaten?"
Phoebe made a face. She hadn't eaten since last night. Luckily, she managed to score a meal at the police station at lunchtime today, otherwise, she would've starved. "I just had a carrot and a tomato."
Azriel raised an eyebrow. "Couldn't you have made more pasta?"
Phoebe quickly waved her hands. "I'm really not hungry!"
The truth was, she had scoured the entire kitchen and only found this pack of pasta. Even if she wanted to eat, there wasn't anything left.
Azriel didn't want to argue with her about it and continued eating his pasta.
After finishing his meal, Phoebe washed up the dishes and prepared to leave. But Azriel spoke, "There are plenty of rooms here, and you're free to stay or go as you please. But the condition is you can't delay my breakfast. If you can't do that... I guess we could call what you did last night breaking and entering?"
Phoebe stared at him in disbelief. "I've already explained that."
Azriel didn't respond and just went upstairs.
Although Phoebe was angry, she decided to stay rather than face the people back at her home. She easily found the room she used to stay in. The bed linens and clothes in the wardrobe were just as they were.
After a day of running around, she washed up and collapsed onto the bed, falling asleep almost immediately. However, her sleep was cut short when a loud knocking on her door jolted her awake.
Startled, she jumped out of bed, hearing Azriel yelling for her outside. He sounded urgent, so without thinking, she threw on a robe and ran to open the door.
As soon as the door opened, a tall figure charged towards her. She almost got knocked over, let out a scream, and forcefully pushed the man off her.
"What the hell are you doing? You pervert..."
"Shut up!"
Azriel's voice sounded extremely annoyed.
Phoebe realized something was off, then heard Azriel's voice again. "Did you poison my food?"
Phoebe was stunned, "What?"
Azriel didn't have the energy to appreciate her surprise. He used his last bit of strength to say, "Call an ambulance."
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