Chapter 245 You Don't Have to Feel Guilty

"What do you think?" Alec raised an eyebrow, smirking. Why would he put in all this effort if this wasn't for her as well? He was worried for her health. Why else would he be a cook when he was Mr. Faust? Jenny smiled and walked over. "Is there anything that I can help with? I can't cook, but I can wash things." "It's alright. You can take the dishes out to the table. I'll be done in a minute." He didn't want Jenny to dirty her hands. She nodded. "Alright." "Be careful. Don't burn yourself," Alec said concernedly; he regretted letting her take the hot dishes. "I'm not a child, Mr. Faust. I'm not stupid." She rolled her eyes and put the dishes out on the table. Nothing that Alec had feared happened. She didn't know what Alec would think she was so stupid. He even warned her about the hot plates. Did she look stupid? Alec smiled, not minding her retort. "I'm worried about you. Isn't that clear enough?" "It's so over the top," Jenny said. Alec had finished cooking the last dish, a