Chapter 641:
No sooner had the words left her lips than Dylan’s voice, cold and measured, cut through the moment. “I just got the news that the company issue has been resolved. I’ll head back to work after dinner.”
As he spoke, his expression was calm as still water, perfectly hiding the joy that lay beneath.
“Will you cook today?” Chloe’s eyes sparkled with hope. It had been some time since Dylan last cooked, and with Christina around, it promised to be a meal worth remembering.
“Sure. What would you like to eat?” Dylan asked, though deep down, what truly mattered to him was Christina’s choice.
“I’m not picky,” Chloe replied cheerfully, then turned to Eloise. “What about you, Eloise?”
“I’m not picky either,” Eloise said with a gentle smile. “Let’s hear what Christina wants. Whatever she likes usually suits me too.”
Eloise was easy to please, especially when Dylan was the chef. Everything he made seemed to dance on the tongue. Thanks to Christina and Chloe, she often got to enjoy such memorable meals.
Though Dylan kept his usual poker face, his ears were practically tuned in, waiting for Christina’s answer.
“Christina says she suddenly has a craving for seafood chowder,” Chloe read from her screen.
“Alright,” Dylan nodded. “I’ll head out now and buy the ingredients.”
“No need! Christina said she’ll bring them back on her way here,” Chloe added quickly.
Dylan felt a faint pang of disappointment. Deep down, he’d hoped to pick out the freshest ingredients himself—or better yet, walk the market aisles alongside Christina.
Christina returned carrying bags of groceries. She paused at the sight of Dylan. “You hadn’t headed back to the office? Chloe said you wouldn’t be joining us for dinner,” she asked, brows knitted.
“There was a hiccup at work, but it’s been ironed out. I thought I’d grab dinner before heading to the company,” Dylan fibbed without missing a beat.
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“Alright then.” Christina nodded, suspecting nothing. “Good thing I picked up extra. Otherwise, it wouldn’t have been enough.”
“I’ll take care of it. Go spend time with them,” Dylan said, reaching for the bags in her hands.
Knowing her cooking skills left much to be desired, Christina didn’t argue. Still, she wasn’t quite comfortable letting Dylan handle everything. “I’ll help out a bit,” she offered, stepping into the kitchen beside him.
Dylan almost told her not to trouble herself, but then thought better of it—this was a golden chance to spend time near her.
“I want to help too!” Chloe chimed in, bouncing along with bright-eyed excitement.
Eloise joined in, smiling warmly. “I’ll lend a hand as well.”
After the prep work was done, Chloe and Eloise settled in the dining room, leaving Dylan and Christina to share the quiet bustle of the kitchen.
Watching the pair at work, Chloe lowered her voice and whispered to Eloise, “Don’t you think Christina and my brother look perfect together?”
“Yes, they really do,” Eloise answered softly, her words honest and heartfelt. Christina and Dylan seemed to fit like two puzzle pieces meant to be side by side.
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