Chapter 38

"I don't eat instant food." Samuel rejected. He was cold and decisive. Upon hearing this, Kylie stopped talking and focused on eating her pasta. 　　 Meanwhile, he took out several ingredients from the fridge and began boiling water. 　　 "Are you making pasta, too?" she asked curiously, wondering if he knew how to cook. 　　 He rolled up his sleeves and revealed his well-defined forearm. He swiftly diced fresh tomatoes and onion, then put lean beef in a blender and ground it into a fine mince. 　　 Afterward, he heated olive oil and butter in a pan, stir-fried the meat, and then added the tomatoes and onions one at a time. Soon, the scent of the beef sauce filled the air. 　　 Under the warm kitchen lights, Samuel's sharp features were highlighted. Though he still wore a crisp white shirt and black trousers, cooking seemed to soften his usual cold and distant demeanor, making him seem warm and almost enticing. 　　 He cooked a plate of spaghetti bolognese that looked and smelled fantastic. As Sam