"No one ever comes here this time of day. It's probably just a stray cat from outside. Let's not waste any more time. Come on, let me hold you!" the chef said, impatiently lunging toward the blushing maid.
Behind the rockery, a dark glint appeared in Damien Valerius's eyes as he locked his gaze on Aurora Sterling's nervous face.
'A stray cat, huh? The description actually fits her quite well.'
In front of the rockery, the young maid dodged the chef's spontaneous embrace with a playful laugh. While putting up a token resistance, she asked, "Chef Miller, were you serious when you said you'd marry me?"
The chef looked at the young maid anxiously. The feeling of being so close yet unable to hold her was torture. "Yes! Of course! Once I've saved up enough money, I'll marry you!"
