“Is it possible they’re out there searching for me? That they’re not gone?”


    When Matthew heard her guess, he thought of something.


    He stroked her back with his hands from time to time andforted her.


    “If you want to find your parents, I will help you investigate.


    ”


    With apliant nod, Ste consented to his help.


    Later that night, after ensuring Ste had sumbed to sleep once more, Matthew bestowed a soft ki*s upon her lips.


    He then enveloped her in thefort of the covers, turned off the lights, and retreated from the room.


    Perhaps assured by Matthew’s vow, the troubling dream did not revisit Ste.This is from N?velDrama.Org.


    When next she woke, morning Light spilled generously into the room, it was nine o’clock.


    After washing up, Ste descended the stairs to hear noise in the kitchen.


    As she observed Matthew’s focused efforts and recalled the unsessful breakfast he had prepared for her previously, Ste couldn’t resist but intervene.


    “You’d better not cook this time.


    Let me handle it,” she suggested.


    Matthew didn’t nce back as he countered, “You need to recover.


    I’m determined to master it this time.


    ”


    Ste wanted to insist, but her phone rang.


    It was an email from Mia’s assistant.


    The previous night, she had reached out, exining her recent ident and requesting a meeting with Mia.


    Ste nced at Matthew, ensuring he was indeed capable of cooking, and then she took a seat at the table, focusing on her email correspondence.


    Mia’s response was prompt.


    “Let’s meet at the cafe by my hotel tonight at eight.


    ”


    A flicker of excitement danced across Ste’s face, but it quickly dimmed.


    Thest time, Mia had hoped that Ste would settle her personal matters before their meeting.


    Lost in contemtion, Ste barely noticed Matthew approaching with a te in hand.


    Matthew ced the te in front of Ste, his voice carrying a deep timbre.


    “What are you thinking about?”


    Ste snapped out of her reverie, her gaze falling upon the simple breakfast before her, a hint of astonishment flickering in her eyes.


    Despite the slightly overcooked egg and bacon, the meal presented itself rather appetizingly.


    It was a considerable improvementpared to his previous culinary attempts.


    With a warm smile, Stemended, “Impressive.


    You’ve made remarkable progress.


    ”