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Chapter 936 You’re Afraid of Me
Chapter 936 You’re Afraid of Me
Amanda frowned angrily, “Mr. James, what do you mean for always associating me with a dead
person? Are you cursing me to death?”
“She’s not dead.” Stanford looked deeply at her.
Amanda’s heart tightened, and her voice trembled, “Your wife isn’t dead?”
“Yes. She will always be in my heart, living in this world.” After saying that, Stanford once again turned
around and entered the kitchen.
Amanda looked at his back and became more and more uneasy.
His attitude always made her feel as if he knew something.
But, what was it that had leaked out?
The study.
Suddenly her mind thought of this place. She had been there before. She was shocked and sad for a
long time after she knew the truth. When she left, she forgot to delete the scene of her visit. Did he see
it?
She felt anxious thinking about it.
She stood up, walked into the kitchen, and looked at the familiar figure, “Stanford James.”
Stanford’s body stiffened for a moment, feeling shocked by this sudden call.
He turned around slowly, “Ms. Flores, you call me by my name so straightforwardly, do you like me?”
Amanda was speechless.
“I do have a boyfriend.” She just wanted to test it out.
Who knew that Stanford didn’t look like he knew about it?
Could it be that she was overthinking it?
“In my opinion, your boyfriend is too young and doesn’t suit you.”
Amanda sneered, “Since when does love have boundaries for age? Also, please hurry up. I have
things to do this afternoon.”
“Alright.”
Stanford smiled faintly.
This moment of her exasperated look was so vivid that it didn’t make him feel out of place, even with a
different face.
This was what Amanda looked like.
Half an hour later…
Stanford made the meal, and the two of them sat at the dining table.
It was all the dishes that Amanda loved to eat.
At the moment, they were sitting face to face, just like they used to be.
The previous Stanford could also cook, probably because of the environment he grew in. He knew a lot
and was very good at taking care of himself.
Especially Amanda’s favourite dishes were now his speciality.Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.
At that time, he had put in the effort to learn just to win her heart.
Later, unknowingly, he would cook occasionally.
He was not sure himself why too.
Perhaps it was only when he looked into his heart that he then understood the actions of that time.
In fact, he just wanted to make her happy and did it from the bottom of his heart.
He just didn’t realize it himself.
“Try how it tastes.” Stanford fetched her food.
Amanda said before she ate it, “If it’s not my favourite dish, I won’t like it even if it tastes good.”
Stanford didn’t get angry and said with a smile, “I’m sincere, Ms. Flores. Don’t let others criticize you for
being mean and turning back on me after I have just signed and approved your project.”
Amanda looked at the dishes in the bowl and asked, “Are you threatening me?”
“I just want to have a simple meal with you, Ms. Flores. Nothing else.” He ladled soup for Amanda,
“Don’t you have something to do this afternoon? Hurry up and eat. I’ll send you back later.”
Amanda was speechless.
Stanford’s words made it impossible for her to say anything else. Sitting together at the table again
after a year was something she hadn’t expected.
However, she was frank at this moment.
Since she didn’t care about this person anymore, why should she care about the past?
She grabbed her chopsticks and picked up the food he had given her, and put it in her mouth. It was
still the same taste.
The meat was soft but not greasy, very flavourful and delicious as always.
“How does it taste, Ms. Flores?”
Amanda commented solemnly, “It’s not cooked enough, the meat is not flavoured, tastes flat and not
enough salt.”
“Yup, my ex-wife just likes this taste,” Stanford chucked a piece of meat into his own mouth.
Amanda was speechless again.
“Does your ex-wife have any senses of taste?”
“Hasn’t Ms. Flores ever heard of a saying?”
She asked, “What saying?”
“Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.” He continued to offer her food, “In a lover’s eyes, all the flaws will
also become advantages. It may seem to you that the food I cook is not good, yet, it is to her liking. In
fact, I think that if you try a few more times, you will like the taste too.”
“I wouldn’t like it even if I tried a hundred times.”
“Then how about we make a bet?”
“Bet on what?”
“A bet that if you would fall in love with my cooking after you try it for a hundred times.”
“No need to bet. It’s absolutely not.”
“How can you conclude so soon before you make a bet yet? Or is it that you’re afraid of losing to bet
with me?”
“Mr. James, are you daring me?”
“If you think so, then yes. I won’t argue.” Stanford lifted his cup and took a sip of water, “It’s just that
your refusal makes me think you’re afraid of me.”