Chapter 112

A bitter pain came from the tip of her nose, but Sandy pushed the man in front of her away subconsciously. She didn't see the man above her. His deep eyes narrowed at once, with a sense of danger. Sandy knew that it was not a good idea to come to Lucas tonight. Although she had promised to keep a distance from him, she made the same mistake. But now that she was here, she wanted to do something for Lucas. This man had cooked so much for her. She was not a heartless person. At least, she could make him a dinner. But that didn't mean she would compromise. She quickly moved away from the man's arms. With a vigilant look on her face, Sandy looked at the man in front of her and whispered, "thank you, Mr. Johnson." Looking at his empty arms, Lucas pursed his thin lips. After a long time, he handed the kettle to Sandy and asked, "is this it?" The two were very close to each other. Sandy turned her head a little away and calmly nodded to take the kettle. The man in front of her kept lo