Chapter 74
The next morning, Shawn was still home from school. He woke up late, long after breakfast was over. When a maid offered to make him something, he puffed out his cheeks.
“I’m not eating any of your horrible food. Go get my mother. I want her to cook for me p>
He was genuinely hungry after not eating all night, and all he wanted was the nourishing soup Rebekah used to make.
When the maid found Rebekah, she was getting ready to leave.
“I don’t have time to cook for him. You can take care of him p>
“But the young master says our food is terrible p>
“Then let him be hungry p>
Rebekah’s expression didn’t change as she picked up her bag and headed downstairs.
Shawn was sitting on the sofa, waiting haughtily for her to come and beg for his forgiveness. But she walked right past him without a glance, heading straight for the door.
He started to panic. “Where are you going p>
Rebekah paused and turned back. “I’m going out p>
“Didn’t I tell the maid to have you make me breakfast? What could be so important for a housewife to do right now? Go make me that nourishing soup you used to make p>
His entitled tone made her frown. She couldn’t understand how the son she had raised so carefully had turned into this.
“The cooks in the kitchen can make that soup. Ask them p>
Without waiting for a reply, she walked out the door.
Shawn watched her go, his eyes turning red with unshed tears. He couldn’t believe that his mother, who had always loved him so much, wouldn’t even make him soup Did she really have something so important to do?
As the door closed behind her, a strange sense of unease crept into his heart. It
felt as if his mother was truly drifting further and further away.
No, that’s impossible, he told himself. He was her son. The bond of blood was too strong. She would never really leave him.
As soon as Rebekah stepped outside, her phone rang. It was Jensen.
“Are you out p>
“I am. You said you were taking me to see your doctor friend p>
“Mhm,” Jensen’s deep voice hummed through the phone, a pleasant, soothing sound. “The appointment is this afternoon. I’m making fish for lunch. Want to come try it p>
His voice was laced with a subtle charm. Rebekah hesitated for a second before agreeing.
His apartment wasn’t far, and she arrived within half an hour. She knocked on the door and heard
footsteps approaching. The locknet
clicked and the door opened to reveal densen’s wickedly handsome face His silver hair framed his charming, deep-set eyes.
Rebekah was momentarily captivated.
“It’s almost ready,” he said in his relaxed tone.
She followed him inside, rolling up her sleeves as she headed for the kitchen. “Let
me help p>
Jensen turned, his tall frame
blocking the entrance to the kitchen.
Rebekah stopped short, nearly
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bumping into him. He was wearing a simple white shirt and an apron which gave him a surprisingly domestic air that contrasted sharply with his natural elegance?