Chapter 115: I Want to Join You for a Bath

After cooking breakfast, Benjamin, smelling strongly of cooking fumes, paced restlessly in the villa's vast hall. He often glanced upstairs. Laura had been up there for so long. He wondered whether Sophia was still asleep or if she was refusing to have breakfast. His mood turbulent, Benjamin crossed his arms and continued his restless walk back and forth through the hall until Laura finally came downstairs. Benjamin quickly approached her, his face expressionless as he glanced at the tray in her hands. Apart from the half glass of apple juice left, the pie and cake were gone. A sense of relief washed over him, and a hint of pleasure crossed his handsome features. "Sir, Mrs. Taylor really enjoyed the breakfast you made," Laura shared the good news with him. Benjamin raised an eyebrow with a flicker of anticipation in his dark eyes, "Does she know it was made by me?" Laura pursed her lips, reluctant to deceive him but feeling compelled to tell the truth. "Sir, I... I didn't mea