Chapter 241 Any man would be touched by heating such heartfelt words from a woman.
Yet Lennon remained utterly indifferent.
His heart felt nothing, not even bothering to look back.
He didnât hesitate and left.
Dalia watched his cold, determined back, and the last hope in her eyes faded.
After leaving the basement, Lennon told the bodyguard beside him, âFind a way to make her talk and get useful information.â
âCopy that.â
Sympathy?
Pity?
He might have felt those emotions.
But he wouldnât show them to someone who tried to hurt Mariela.
Over a month ago, Dalia almost killed Mariela.
Those who hurt Mariela would face consequences!
Leaving the base, Lennon checked his watch. It was 10 AM.
Mariela would likely be waking up hungry.
Mariela was exhausted from last night and slept deeply, waking up at noon.
A The curtains were partly closed, and sunlight shone through, casting a soft golden light on the light blue blanket at the bedâs foot.
Dust particles floated in the air, making the light visible.
As soon as Mariela opened her Wearing a bear pajama and with In the dining room, three dishes and two she smelled food.
eyes messy hair, e got out of bed, halfâawake,following the smell. plates of spaghetti were on the table.
The kitchenâs exhaust fan hummed. Mariela looked puzzled towards the kitchen. Lennon, wearing an apron, came out with He put the cups on the table.
It was Marielaâs favorite coffee.
âAre you hungry? Wash two cups of coffee.âYouâre awake.â
your hands and then come eat breakfast.â Lennon still had the apron on, looking very focused on cooking.
Still sleepy, Mariela glanced at him.âWhy are you still here?â
He even made a meal.
Lennon removed the apron.âI thought youâd be hungry when you woke up, so I got groceries and cooked for you.â
Mariela rubbed her eyes, her voice still soft from waking up.âSo, youâre also good at cooking?â
âI only cook for you.â Lennonâs eyes showed deep tenderness.