Since Xyla Quest was fairly confident about her cooking skills, she did not taste the dishes after she cooked them.
However, Five Batton did not say anything at the time. That must have meant the white powder was salt, right?
Ding—
Right then, the toaster rang. The toasts were done.
Xyla immediately stopped thinking about what happened the night before while she proceeded to focus on making sandwiches for her father.
Once the sandwiches were done, Xyla personally grounded some coffee beans and prepared some caramel for her father’s favorite caramel coffee. Finally, she brought all the food with her to the study.
Knock, knock, knock.
After knocking gently on the door several times, Xyla pushed the door open and walked in.
At that moment, Jeremy was standing in front of a high-class rosewood desk while he paid full attention in writing two large calligraphic words on a long piece of white paper.
“Serene heart.”
A huge bookshelf, which did not have a hint of dust on it, extended across the wall behind him.
Meanwhile, a vague scent of ink wafted through the air in the large study.
Although Jeremy seemed calm on the outside, Xyla knew very well that he did not feel the same way inside.
Ever since Xyla was a kid, she had noticed that her father would turn to calligraphy whenever he was in a bad mood.
When Jeremy saw Xyla walking in, he forced himself to smile affectionately at her.
“Xyla, are you here to check if Dad has improved in his writing?” Jeremy asked.
The more Jeremy behaved as if nothing was wrong, the more hurt and guilty Xyla felt.
She immediately placed the items in her hands carefully on the desk before walking over to Jeremy and hugging him tightly.
“If you’re not in a good mood, why don’t we go for a walk after breakfast? Whatever you want to do, I’ll do it with you,” Xyla said.
“I’m not in a bad mood,” Jeremy said.
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