aire worked tirelessly in the kitchen. She was preparing food for Hunter. Ther

s they were filled with a new dish by Claire. As she returned after her fo

eturn home today. S-so I'm afraid all this

home soon for dinner. He might have seen it and w

ou're dreaming with open eyes, madam. Your husband is

the ketchup pleas

ook it to the dining table. Claire requested Thea to sit with her until Hu

dren or relatives. Hence, she was permanently hired by the MacIntyres long ago.

e returned from overseas he requested to take Thea with her in his villa. She had her own little cabinet in the backyard

he planned with Zara when they were dating. But then, months

t her into the house he made with love fo

l, it was going to be three hours in ten minutes since they'

s found her back in his life. I wish Claire could see it and take the hint. Her mar

I think sir is busy with work." Thea spoke in order to

Zara. But to lessen her sadness and d

Why don't you go ahead and get started fi

ste of time trying to explain anything to her anything. She filled

ntyre! I've been drooling on the

ire delightfully gestured to the table

g my food.' Claire sighed

Hunter. In between, she made s

her messages. But silently. There was no response

izon whereas on the dining table

come home

ack to her home. She threw herself on the bed as her bones were awfully scream

iling as various though

usal care for two years. Why am I wasting my efforts and time on him li

claimed that I will never have any better place in his life. Then what am I working for?' She opened

nothing that could r

d Hunter's chat. He was online. The blue ticks beside h

she was murdering every

eath as she left a new messag

sing sorrow, he read her

ll... N

l your favorite dishes. I

aga

think it's funny? Or

her heart. Suddenly her eyes smold

ning home will make me leave you? It o

she closed her eyes to get some sleep: The menu for tod

c.

hink he'l

ill win this war? Should she h