I had no idea what was going on inside, but the enticing aroma made Scarlett Yates' stomach rumble with hunger.
Scarlett's expression changed, and she instinctively tried to hide.
At that moment, the kitchen door opened.
Scarlett was dumbfounded as she watched the person walk out of the kitchen.
The man had features as delicate as a painting, wore a cartoon apron, and carried a plate in each hand.
When she saw his face clearly, Scarlett froze instantly, her mouth slightly open, and after a while, she finally uttered, "Senior Brother Dales!"
Henry Dales turned around.
Seeing the woman slowly walk to him from behind the sofa, he quirked his lips into a slight smile, basking in the gentle morning sunlight, and said tenderly, "Good morning, Scarlett."
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Ten minutes later, the two of them sat at the table laid with a sumptuous breakfast.
