Burning Passion: Love Never Die

After all, we’re neighbors. And he helped me out a few times.”

“Oh…” Talbot nodded. He took out the ingredients from the bag while running his eyes over her apartment.

“Your apartment is pretty much the same as our dear leader’s. It’s warmer here somehow, and more comfortable.”

Blair helped him carry the food to the kitchen.

“It’s the decorations.”

“Yeah, maybe.”

Blair told him where all the cooking utensils were. In the end, she said, “Sorry for the trouble. Thank you for cooking for me tonight.”

Talbot shook his head.

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“We’re good. I like it. Wait out in the dining room. I’ll take care of everything in the kitchen.”

“No, I can stay. I’ll help you wash the vegetables.” Her arm was hurt but it wasn’t a big deal to wash the vegetables.

“Get out of here,” Talbot said in a teasing tone. Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

“I’m used to working my magic alone.” He flashed Blair a disarming smile.

“Okay. I’ll Leave you alone. Call me if you need me,” Blair offered.

“Sure.”

After leaving the kitchen, Blair returned to her bedroom and began to clean. She straightened the furniture, dusted around the trim, and smoothed out the covers on her bed.

By the time she was done, Wesley still hadn’t arrived. She sat on the sofa, watching TV to kill time. After a while, the doorbell rang.

She sprang up from the sofa and made her way to the door. Wesley had just had a shower and looked quite fresh. Blair pouted and complained,

“I thought you were going to cook for me.

Casting a casual glance at Talbot, who was busy cooking in the kitchen,

Wesley said indifferently, “You get fed either way. What’s the difference?”

‘I want to taste your cooking. That’s the difference, ‘ Blair thought to herself.

Noticing a dash of disappointment flashing through her eyes, Wesley explained, “I’m so bad I can burn water. Talbot’s a top-flight cook. He won first place in a competition last year.” What he said was true.

Although he knew how to cook, the food he cooked could only be described as edible, far from delicious.

Blair was still recovering from a fever. Talbot had Learned how to cook ideal meals for patients and people getting over illnesses. He had done it for his father more than a few times.

That was why Wesley had asked him to cook for Blair