Chapter 4

Samantha stood me up, going off to fool around with her boy toy.

I drove aimlessly, unconsciously arriving at Lucas's apartment.

The warm yellow light shone through the window, vaguely revealing a man's silhouette.

It was already dinner time.

I hadn't eaten yet.

So I got out of the car and entered the apartment.

Lucas probably didn't expect me to come, and looked a bit surprised.

"Miss Carter... have you eaten?"

I threw down my bag, and Lucas proactively came forward to help me change into comfortable cotton slippers.

"Not yet."

I glanced at the kitchen.

There were two small dishes on the kitchen counter.

"Then I'll add a couple more dishes."

He got up and returned to the kitchen.

Watching the busy figure in the kitchen, the anger from encountering William earlier gradually subsided.

He was very different from William.

When William first met me, he was spoiled and arrogant, relying on my doting to ask for the moon. Whether it was houses in the city or money, I gave him plenty.

But Lucas, after so many days, stayed in the apartment without making a fuss.

According to Jack's report, these past few days he just went back and forth between school, the apartment, and the supermarket, living a very simple life.

It wasn't until Lucas brought out three dishes and a soup that I noticed he was wearing a Hello Kitty apron.

Very...

Husband-like.

The word popped into my mind inadvertently.

"Your apron?"

He paused, holding the apron he had just taken off, and reacted, asking: "Does Miss not like it?"

"No," I rested my chin on my hand, "Try wearing just this tonight..."

His face reddened, and he turned around to duck into the kitchen, bringing out a plate of small matcha cakes.

The little cakes were exquisite, with a cherry on top.

"Try it," he pushed the plate towards me, "I had no classes this afternoon, so I made these out of boredom."

The cake was soft and smooth, but it's not good to eat too much at night.

"Not bad," I winked at him, "As delicious as you."

He lowered his head and coughed lightly, saying softly: "I'm glad you like it."

The little wolf had tucked away his tail at the moment, but if it were out, it would surely be wagging vigorously.

"I'm usually busy with work, you should find something you like to do, money is not an issue..."

I suddenly asked: "Don't you have anything you particularly like?"

Back then, William wanted to start a company and become an entrepreneur, so I racked my brains to help him strategize and invested money and effort.

At the mention of this, Lucas's eyes lit up again.

He fiddled with his chopsticks, smiling shyly: "I want to open a dessert shop, and then bring my grandmother here from our hometown..."

I raised an eyebrow: "That's not a problem, I can help you. How about the most prosperous area in the city?"

Lucas carefully opened his mouth: "Miss Carter, I... don't want you to help me, I want to try it myself..."

My fingers, which were about to send a message to Jack, paused.

I deleted the words I had just typed, letter by letter.

"Are you sure?"

Lucas nodded firmly: "My college classmates and I want to partner up together..."

He observed my expression, and seeing that I didn't speak, he quietly lowered his head.

"That's good," I smiled, "If there's anything you don't understand, you can ask me."

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