Unbreakable Love His Passion for Her Transcends Death

The next morning, the maids at home saw Xavier sleeping on the couch for the first time. When he heard someone walking in the living room, he immediately opened his eyes. "Yvvy." "It's me, Mr. Lane. Mrs. Lane isn't awake yet," said the maid.

He frowned slightly. "Got it. Get out first. You don't have to come without my orders for the next few days."

Since he was used to living in Sangine Country, he didn't like having too many maids around.

"Yes, Mr. Lane." The maids carefully went out and closed the door behind them.

Now that Xavier had been woken up, he couldn't sleep anymore. So, he waited for Yvette to get up.

Ever since she'd gotten pregnant, she'd started to wake up late every day. Since she'd accompanied Zoey for the whole afternoon when they'd gone shopping the day before and was tired, it was already 10:00 am by the time she woke up.

After she washed up and headed downstairs, she could smell the delicious food. She didn't see Xavier at first. When she walked toward the kitchen, she saw him clumsily getting busy by the stove.

When it came to work or playing the piano, he was impressive. But the same couldn't be said when it came to cooking.

Seeing how he almost burned himself multiple times, Yvette couldn't ignore it anymore and approached him. "Let me do it."

However, he didn't step away. "Don't worry. I bought everything from outside. We can eat it after heating it up."

He thought she was worried the food he made would be inedible, so he quickly explained the situation. It finally made sense to her why the dishes smelled so great when he couldn't cook at all. "In that case, be careful and try not to burn yourself."

She knew what had happened yesterday had nothing to do with today, so she didn't want to pressure him too much. Instead, she walked to the dining table and waited.

As she watched Xavier being busy from the back, she thought about what Daphne had told her before-she'd said that he'd cooked a feast for her by himself.

Yvette even remembered the photos Daphne had posted online as well. The food she'd seen had looked it had been made by a professional chef. However, after spending some time with Xavier, she realized that he really didn't know how to cook at all. That meant Daphne had been purposely lying to her. While she was in deep thought, Xavier finished serving all the food to the table. "Let's eat."

Yvette returned to her senses and accepted the cutlery he offered her. "Thank you."

As they ate, she couldn't help asking again, "Do you really not know how to cook in the past?"

Xavier thought she was mistaking Jeremiah for him again and was trying to test himself. "Whatever Jeremiah can do, I can do it too."

Then, she looked cold as she said, "If you're going to keep acting like this, I'm heading home."

He hated it the most when she got angry. After all, she'd seldom gotten angry at him in the past. So, his tone became gentle in an instant. can't cook. But I can learn how to do it." en.swhovels.netPublished by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

If he hadn't been blind, he would've learned it in no time. After all, it was just cooking.

When Yvette noticed he was playing nice, she stopped saying anything else and started eating again.

Since she was pregnant, her

appetite had gotten better. She

didn't dare to stop herself from eating as well because she was worried that her baby might not get enough nutrients.

After they were done eating, Xavier got up to do the dishes. Yvette didn't want to enjoy a free meal for

nothing, so she wanted to help him. However, he stopped her. "Get some rest. I'll do it."

"It's fine. Since you prepared the food, I'll do the dishes. We should split the work evenly."

She still wanted to help him, but he carried her instead and placed her on the couch. Before he left, he said in a low tone, "I was in the wrong last night."

After saying that, he left in a hurry. As Yvette sat on the couch, she noticed that he was blushing. She wondered if it was that hard for him to apologize. She didn't waste her breath on him any longer. After resting on the couch for a while, she started dealing with her work.