Chapter 831

Willow did not know what to say at that moment. Seeing Ian's gaze locked onto her growling stomach, Willow felt incredibly embarrassed. She instantly covered her betraying stomach as her face turned red. She said, "I don't know why my stomach is grumbling. Mr. Nightingale, it's really late now. You—" "You're hungry. I'll make dinner!" Ian gave Willow's stomach one last meaningful look before turning and striding into the kitchen. Willow stood weakly in place as she recalled how Ian had looked at her stomach. She felt utterly mortified. She sensed that Ian was looking at her as though she were a massive glutton. By having the high and mighty Ian cook for her, Willow felt like she was somehow defiling a sacred being. She wanted to go to the kitchen and switch places with Ian. But as soon as she reached the kitchen door, he dismissed her. "Willow, wait outside. Don't interfere with my work." Interfere with his work? Willow felt like she had just been snubbed. To avoid disrupting