Chapter 107

"It’s no matter," Madeline smiled indifferently. "By the way, have you had dinner yet, Mr. Whitman?" Felipe shook his head. "Why?" "Would you like to try my cooking? I just happened to be cooking now. I'm almost done." Felipe sniffed lightly. As expected, he smelled the aroma of fragrant rice. "Hmm, I shall take you up on that offer." Madeline was also very happy when she heard his answer. She had originally planned to go to bed after a casual meal, but now, she fried two more side dishes. She long hoped for the day when her beloved man would come home after getting off from work. Then, he would eat the home-cooked food that she made by herself, while they chatted with each other. She had thought that Jeremy would be the first man to taste her cooking, but life had other plans. Be it her extravagant hopes or the expectations she once held, they had all turned into gray sand sculptures, blown away by the wind. Madeline had not had such a good appetite for a long time. She had no