Chapter 95
Chapter 95:
By the time Annabel was done cooking, Rupert was already waiting for her at the table.
“Here you go.” Annabel put a plate of spaghetti in front of Rupert. “It’s late, and I know you’re hungry, so I just cooked some spaghetti p>
Rupert looked down at the food in front of him. His eyes widened.
The spaghetti glistened invitingly. The food both looked good and smelled good.
He raised his head to look at the woman who had prepared the food, but she was already busy wolfing down her spaghetti.
Seeing this, he chuckled to himself softly.
His fiancée was something else.
Other women like Heather and Nina always pretended to have a small appetite in front of him. But he wasn’t interested in women like them at all.
Annabel, on the other hand, didn’t give a damn and ate her food as though she was the only person in the room.
After slurping the last of her spaghetti, Annabel raised her head, only to find Rupert staring straight at her.
More importantly, the spaghetti in front of him looked untouched.
“Why aren’t you eating?” Annabel asked with a frown. “Don’t you like it p>
Without saying a word, Rupert lifted his injured hand meaningfully.
“You can just use your other hand!” Annabel was shocked by his brazenness.
Rupert pursed his lips. “But it’s my left hand. I’m not used to eating with my left hand p>
“So you’re saying you don’t want to eat p>
“I’m not.” Rupert stopped Annabel from taking his spaghetti away. “Feed me p>
Annabel was rendered speechless.
“Didn’t you say that you would repay me for saving your life?” Rupert asked, his expression cold and serious.
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It was just a joke, but that did not occur to Annabel since his expression was so serious.
Taking a look at Rupert’s wound, she said helplessly, “Okay p>
After all, Rupert had stopped the knife from getting to her.
Seeing how unwilling she seemed, Rupert couldn’t help but feel disappointed. He took the cutlery from Annabel and said with a smile, “I’m just kidding. I can do it myself p>
Annabel breathed a sigh of relief. But then, when did Rupert start joking? He was always cold and serious.
Meanwhile, Rupert was not used to eating with his left hand, so it took some time and effort for him to finish his meal. When he was done, he wiped the corner of his mouth with a napkin.
“It tastes good,” he praised.
“I’m glad you like it,” Annabel said and stood up to clean the table.
“Put it aside. Someone will clean it up tomorrow,” Rupert said with a sigh and started rubbing his temples. “I’m so tired p>
“Let me help you to your room so you can have some rest,” Annabel offered. She also felt tired and wanted to go to bed early.