<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">At the entrance of the hospital, Andrew gently held Bonnie and aid in a deep voice, “Let’s go, Bonnie. Yvette is still waiting for us at home.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The moment Bonnie stepped outside, her eyes turned red. She tried to hold back her tears, forcing a huge smile on her face. Her voice was filled with confusion, and she appeared fragile, like a lost deer. “I don’t have a home anymore, Andrew.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She lost her grandma and sister, and she couldn’t return to Dungo Vige either.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Andrew’s heart tightened as he looked at Bonnic, cing her hand over his chest. “You still have me, Bonnie. You have Yvette, Jeremiah, and Emmett. You’ll never be alone.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Bonnie felt the warmthing from Andrew’s chest, so warm it made her feelforted. She wiped away her tears with her sleeve. “You’re right. I still have Yve.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Andrew couldn’t help but smile bitterly. He knew that in Bonnie’s heart, Yvette definitely came first. It was going to be a long road, but his goal was to be a little closer to her.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">However, Andrew didn’t think he could ever surpass Yvette.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">In the living room of the vi, Emmett, Samantha, and Charles sat on one side of the circr couch. They nced toward the kitchen where Jeremiah was cooking, feeling a bit stunned that Jeremiah had turned into a house husband.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Samantha, with her legs crossed, held a bag of chips and was munching happily while watching Jeremiah cook. She couldn’t help but sigh, “I really can’t believe that one day Jeremiah would actually cook for Yvette.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Emmett set down hisptop, adjusted his sses, and said in a serious tone, “To be honest, I never dared dream of this scene, not even in my dreams.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Charles, hearing this, also put down his anatomy book. Earlier, when he saw Jeremiah walking in with a bag of groceries and Yvette, he had been taken aback. However, he felt that if the meal was for Yvette, then it made sense.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">He thought, ‘Braydon is also a dominating figure in his own right, a man who kills without hesitation. Yet, in front of Yvette, he is as humble as could be, never daring to speak out of turn or risk angering her.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">‘If Yvette asked Braydon to cook, he would probably do as he was told. There’s nothing in the world that Yvette can’t do.’</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The doorbell rang, and Emmett stood up to open it. It was Andrew and Bonnie returning. Bonnie had pulled herself together and was back to her usual carefree self.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">As soon as they entered the house, they saw the group sitting in the living room, all facing the kitchen. Andrew said, “Samantha, Charles, what are you two staring at so intently?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Five minutester, they were all seated neatly in a row on the couch–Samantha, Andrew, Bonnie, Charles, and Emmett- each of them staring at the kitchen in perfect unison.</font></font>
Bonnie rested her chin in her hands and sighed with admiration. “No wonder they say men look handsome when they cook.” Andrew shifted slightly to block Bonnie’s view, clearing his throat. “Hey, my cooking skills aren’t bad.”
The other three exchanged awkward nces. They didn’t bother to call him out on it. After all, thest time he tried grilling skewers at Sknd, they came outpletely burnt. And yet, he was boasting about his cooking skills.
Bonnie rolled her eyes, clearly not buying it. She thought, ‘Does he think I’m stupid? The most unlikely thing in the v that he can cook.
Yvette came down the stairs in a casual outfit, and as soon as the five of them saw her, they all turned their attention to her in perfect sync
Yvette ignored the curious gazes and walked straight to the couch, sitting down with her legs crossed and her wrists rxed by her sides. She took a sip of the coffee, Jeremiah brought it back from Betrico, and it tasted good.
She lifted her eyes to nce at them, her cold gaze softening slightly into a subtle, almost teasing smile. Her voice was casual as she asked, “Would you like to y games?”
The others froze for a moment. They thought, ‘Why is Yvette suddenly bringing it up out of nowhere?
Samantha said, “Jeremiah is still in the kitchen, Yvette. ying games while he’s working doesn’t seem appropriate?
She looked hesitant, but deep down, she thought it would be fun However, she wasn’t bold enough to voice that opinion out loud, especially since she still had hopes of making it back to Berrico peacefully,
Andrew’s eyes lit up at the mention of a game. He quickly chimed in, “I’m in! I’m definitely up for it!”
Therefore, the four yers ended up being Yvette, Andrew, Charles, and Emmett, while Samantha and Bonnie sat back as spectators.
Halfway through, Jeremiah came out of the kitchen and saw the game underway. He nced at Yvette and, in his usual calm tone, simply said,.“Wish you good luck.”
Half an hourter, Andrew looked at his cards with an expression of utter despair. He nced at the cards on the table before he resignedly put down his hand. With a sigh, he said, “I’m done with this round, Yvette. I give up.”
Yvette put her cards down and raised an eyebrow, her sharp features disying a faint smirk. “Give me the money right now.”
Andrew was speechless. He gritted his teeth and transferred the money. He not only lost at Uno but also never won when ying card games. Out of twenty–eight rounds, he lost twenty–seven, and the only one was a tie. He felt frustrated.
Emmett and Charles shrugged,ying down their cards. They had both had a feeling about how this would turn out. Trying/ to win money off Yvette was impossible.
In the end, they tallied up their losses. Andrew lost 300 thousand dors. Emmett lost 70,000 dors, and Charles lost 100 thousand dors. Samantha patted Andrew on the shoulder, offering him a brief moment of sympathy.
Jeremiah’s voice called out from the kitchen. “The food is ready. Come here.”
They quickly got up to serve the dishes. When the table was finally set with dishes that smelled and looked absolutely delicious, everyone froze in awe.
They had seen fancy food before, but the presentation was wless. They thought, ‘Did Jeremiah learn this from some top- tier five–star chef? Even the ting is done to perfection.
Yvette sat back on her chair, her hand resting casually on the table, her sleeve pushing up slightly to reveal her delicate wrist. She surveyed the dishes, all of which were her favorites, so she raised her eyebrows with satisfaction.
Andrew swallowed hard when he saw the fried chicken wings, buffalo wings, salmon sd, mushroom pasta, steak, grilled meat,mb stew, and shrimp. Although none of these dishes were fancy, the homemade style made them even more tempting.
Everyone at the table stared at Yvette, silently urging, “Why aren’t you eating yet?
Yvette smiled, leisurely picking up a piece of buffalo wings. She chewed slowly, savoring the tender texture. Then she nodded toward them and said, “It tastes good.”
Andrew was the second to start eating. This was his first time tasting food made by Jeremiah, and after a bite of the fried chicken wings, he was left speechless.
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Samantha and the others quickly followed suit, each taking a bite, unable to stop themselves.
Jeremiah sat next to Yvette, casually peeling shrimp with elegant precision, cing the peeled shrimp onto a clean te.
Yvette turned her head and picked up a piece of meat for him, speaking softly, “The money I just won from them is enough to buy the food you made.”
Andrew almost choked at her words. Suddenly, the meat in his mouth didn’t taste so good anymore.
However, the next moment, with tears in his cyes, Andrew took another big bite. He thought, ‘It doesn’t matter how expensive it is. I just can’t resist how delicious this meal is!‘
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