17 Dish for My Wife

Freiherr let her down as soon as they were close. Calantha quickly refused his jacket, "I'm not cold." Freiherr nodded, "Don't take it off. It's just a few steps. We'll be there soon." She stopped refusing upon hearing this and walked with him. They walked through the meticulously groomed courtyard, and Freiherr stood in front of the door and entered the passcode. "The door code is 1212, remember it." She nodded, then silently repeated it twice in her mind. When they opened the door, the first thing that caught their eyes was a spacious hall elegantly decorated without excess. Freiherr bent down to change his shoes and then brought out a new pair of slippers for Calantha. "These are for guests; tomorrow, I'll have someone buy you a new pair." She immediately shook her head, "No need to bother." But Freiherr still needs to respond to her refusal. Instead, he led her to the sofa in the living room and handed her the TV remote. "You watch TV for a while; I'll go cook." Calanth