Chapter 167
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When Collin arrived home, he immediately saw Linsey in the kitchen, busily preparing dinner. The kitchen lights bathed her in a warm glow as she worked.
Collin stood silently, watching Linsey as she moved around the kitchen. A rare feeling of tranquility washed over him. He had resigned himself to a solitary life for years, but now, he was married to Linsey, and for the first time, her presence made the house feel like a home.
A small smile touched Collin’s lips as he wheeled himself toward the kitchen. “Need a hand?” he asked.
Hearing him, Linsey turned around, her face a picture of surprise and happiness. “You’re home early!” she exclaimed.
Collin chuckled. “I had a feeling a delicious meal was waiting for me.”
Linsey’s cheeks flushed slightly. “It’s just a simple meal. I hope you like it.”
“I’m sure I will,” Collin replied, his gaze falling on the pile of unchopped vegetables. “Let me help with those.”
Linsey paused for a moment before nodding. “Okay, you can chop the vegetables. Just try to make them roughly the same size.”
“Got it,” he replied.
They settled into a comfortable silence as they worked. Oddly, Linsey felt no awkwardness at all. Instead, she felt a deep sense of peace. Perhaps, without even knowing it, she had already become accustomed to Collin’s presence.
In a short time, Linsey had prepared four dishes. It wasn’t an elaborate meal, but it was the perfect amount for the two of them.
Sitting opposite Collin, Linsey felt proud of the meal she had prepared. She served Collin a bowl of soup. “I tasted it earlier, and it’s perfect. Try it.”
Collin took a sip, nodded, and remarked, “It’s delicious.”
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His compliment made Linsey beam. She quickly picked up a piece of steak and placed it on his plate. “Try this,” she said. “I followed the recipe exactly, so it shouldn’t be greasy.”
Collin took a bite of the steak and praised it enthusiastically. “That was really good.”
Linsey’s smile widened as she added some omelet to his plate. “This is the first time I’ve made this,” she said. “I didn’t use a recipe, but it looks good. Try it; it should be fine.”
Collin tasted the omelet and, as she expected, said, “Of course. It’s very tasty.”
With each compliment, Linsey’s confidence grew. “Really?” she said. “Looks like I’m a natural! Dolores always said I wasn’t cut out for cooking…”
As she spoke, Linsey took a bite of the omelet to see if it was as good as Collin said. But the moment the food touched her tongue, her expression changed drastically. She struggled for a moment before swallowing it. “Water! Get me some water!” Linsey called urgently, waving to a servant.
The servant quickly brought her a glass of water from the kitchen. “Here you go, Mrs. Riley.”
Linsey grabbed the glass and drank it quickly.
Everyone nearby was surprised. What had just happened?
Linsey drained her glass of water and gave Collin a puzzled look. “How can you eat that? It’s incredibly salty! You need to stop.”
She glared at the omelet, a frown creasing her brow. “I must have grabbed the wrong container… How strange. Everything else I made was fine.”
Collin, however, remained unfazed. He calmly took another bite of the omelet, his expression serious. “It’s actually quite good,” he said sincerely.
Linsey’s eyes grew wide as she watched him devour the salty omelet. She started to wonder if his taste buds were on strike.
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