"Yes. You helped take care of Theo, and you also helped me with the clues about Dominic's
whereabouts. I've been back in Canada for so long, and
I haven't even thanked you properly yet, so I'm going t o cook tonight. Sorry if it's not good." Yvonne
placed all the bags in her hand on the kitchen counter.
The presidential suite was just like an apartment. It was equipped with a spacious and luxurious
kitchen, which had all kinds of kitchenware and ingredients, making it very convenient for cooking.
Shane also put down the bags in his hands, and his pale, handsome face was slightly flushed. "So
youâre making this meal tonight especially for me?"
"Yes." Yvonne nodded.
Shane's eyes softened. "Then Iâll eat it all even if it's bad!"
This was her first time cooking for him.
However, when Yvonne heard this, she was not touched at all. Instead, she rolled her eyes. "You're
so silly. If itâs bad? How could that be possible? I've been learning all these years. Although I can't
compete with a three-star Michelin chef in terms of culinary skills, Iâm actually better than most
chefs from normal restaurants." "Yeah, yeah. You're right." Shane quickly agreed.
All he thought about was the joy he felt from her gesture of cooking for him personally. He was not
actually listening to anything else at all so everything she said was right.
Yvonne was a little bit dumbfounded when she looked at Shane's silly look, which was rare.
"Where's Theo?" She suddenly remembered that she hadn't seen Theo when she came in.
Shane finally calmed down when she asked. He pointed outside the kitchen. "He's taking a shower
in the room."
"I'll go check on him." Yvonne walked out of the kitchen.
Theo had grown to be independent very early on. He slept by himself at the age of three and started
showering and getting dressed by himself at the age o f three and a half. She didnât need to worry
about him a t all as he had always been mature.
Although Yvonne was grateful for his maturity, she was also a little disappointed.
This is because when children were too precocious and matured, mothers would have less
opportunities t o do things for them.
"Theo, are you in there?" Yvonne came to the bathroom door and knocked gently.
There was no response from the bathroom, but the sudden sound of water flowing meant that
someone
was inside.
Yvonne knew that this was Theoâs way of responding t o her.
She smiled slightly and was relieved.
Although Theo started taking showers by himself very early on, he was still a five-year-old child
after all. She was still worried that something might happen to him during the shower, such as falling
down or drowning.
So she would feel at ease every time when she heard Theo's response.
"Okay, Mommy hears you. I wonât disturb you then. Don't shower for too long, you might get dizzy.
Mommy will go out first." Yvonne then turned around and left.
In the kitchen, Shane was sorting the vegetables into the fridge. When he saw that she was back,
he smiled and asked, "Is Theo done taking his shower?"
"Not yet." Yvonne shook her head.
Shane closed the refrigerator door. "Want to start cooking?"
"Yes." Yvonne rolled up her sleeves.
Shane looked at her. "How about I help you?"
Yvonne had no objections.
It was getting late already and she didn't know how long it was going to take if she did it all by
herself, so a helping hand would certainly speed things up.
Therefore, she had no reason to say no.
Shane was in a good mood after getting her permission. He quickly rolled up his sleeves and
started working.
They were talking and laughing in the kitchen. In just over an hour, a table full of delicious dishes
was ready.
Shane helped bring the food out, and Yvonne went to the room to get Theo.
After she brought Theo out, she went to the wine cabinet to get a bottle of red wine.
When Shane saw the bottle of red wine, he frowned. Just as he was about to say something,
Yvonne interrupted him, "I made this meal to thank you tonight. If we don't drink a little wine to go
with the food on this table, wouldn't it feel like something is missing?"
Shane hesitated when he heard that.
Indeed, this meal was a meaningful one and it would feel like something was missing without a little
wine.
When Yvonne saw that Shane was a little convinced, she smiled and added, "Don't worry, we wonât
drink too much. How about just a glass?"
Shane looked at her. "Just a glass?"
"Yes. Theo will supervise me anyway." Yvonne patted Theo on the shoulder.
Theo glanced at Shane, and his eyes that resembled
Henry's brown eyes seemed serious.
Shane knew that Theo was actually going to supervise Yvonne, so he immediately believed her.
"Okay, just one drink."
With Theo's supervision, she should not break her promise.
"That's the way. Now give me the glass," Yvonne said while pulling the cork.
Shane passed her the wine glass.
Yvonne poured him a glass, and then poured one herself. As for Theo... No!
"Here. Cheers!" Yvonne gestured to Shane, raising the glass of red wine in her hand.
Shane smiled and clinked her glass with his.
The aroma of the sweet red wine filled his mouth, and Shane's eyes lit up. "This wine isnât from the
hotel, is i t?"
Yvonne nodded. "It's my dad's collection. Before I returned to Canada, he reluctantly gave me a few
bottles."
Speaking of which, she learned all about wine from her father.
Her father was actually a wine connoisseur and knew a lot about wine. She learned a lot about wine
from him.
"I see. I think I can imagine the pain he felt when he gave you those wine bottles." Shane teased.
Yvonne smiled and said, "I know, right? My dad only wanted to give me a bottle, but my mother
gave him a hard pinch so he gave me a few more bottles. You can also take a bottle with you later."
"Okay." Shane didn't refuse either.
He actually loves wine very much, but because he was a doctor by profession and had to perform
surgeries frequently, he generally didn't drink much as his hands would tremble after drinking too
much. However, it didn't stop him from liking alcohol.
After that, they talked about her dad's wine collection, and Theo sat quietly while eating his own
food.
After eating, he got down from the toddler seat and took his Rubik's Cube back to his room.
Yvonne and Shane were still at the dinner table.
Without the child, just two adults, a man and a woman, the atmosphere changed a little.
Shane suddenly calmed down, and his eyes that were behind the lenses were staring deeply at the
woman opposite him. "Yvonne, Iâve always wanted to ask you a question, but I never knew how,
and thatâs been weighing on my heart."
"What question? Just ask." Yvonne looked back at him.
Shane took a deep breath as if he was building his courage. After a few seconds of silence, he said,
"Do you...still love Henry?"
Yvonne looked startled. "Why are suddenly you asking this?"
Shane lowered his eyes. "Because I want to know the answer. I want to know if you still love him."
Yvonne sneered, "How could I still love him? I'm plotting revenge against him so why would I still
love him?"
"Really?" Shane narrowed his eyes and stared at her like he was trying to see through her to see if
she was lying.
Yvonne obviously knew why he was looking at her that way. She also looked at him naturally. But
after looking at each other for a while, she had the urge to avoid his gaze.
However, she also knew that if she avoided him, it would indirectly indicate that she was guilty, and
what she said about not loving Henry would be nothing but a joke. So she quietly slipped her hand
under the table and pinched her thighs so that she would not avoid his gaze.
Perhaps her acting skills were too good and Shane seemed to be convinced. He retracted his gaze
and smiled, "Since you don't love Henry anymore, have you ever thought about starting a new
relationship?"