Iâll take Luisa to see the babies.
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Luisaâs face lit up with joy, and she eagerly followed Lucinda upstairs.
In the living room, the three men exchanged awkward glances.
Cyrus and Sonny were unsure about their cooking abilities.
They could only offer little help.
The atmosphere was a bit embarrassing.
Eventually, Cyrus and Sonny stood by the kitchen doorway and watched Nathanâs skillful cooking.
Nathanâs physique was well-proportioned.
His shirt sleeves were rolled up, revealing his strong, muscular arms.
He approached the task with unwavering focus.
After a while, Cyrus sighed in genuine admiration, âMy sister has a way with you.
I never imagined youâd become this good in the kitchen.
If the senior executives of the Payne Group saw you cooking, theyâd be astounded.
They wouldnât believe their usually aloof and serious boss is wearing a black apron and preparing a meal at home.
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Sonny stifled his laughter and added, âIâm genuinely curious when you honed these cooking skills, Nathan.
My guess is that itâs all for Lucinda.
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They were all men, and they were family.
So Nathan was unfazed by the teasing.
He smiled wistfully and said, âThe first meal I cooked for her was burnt spare ribs and excessively salty fried cabbage.
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Cyrus looked shocked.
âDid she actually eat it?â
Nathan chuckled.
âSheâs quite clever.
Of course, she didnât eat it, but she made me finish it.
I threw up badly
afterward.
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Sonny and Cyrus burst into laughter.
Cyrus remarked, âSheâs as cunning as Hilliard, full of schemes.
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Sonny chimed in, âIf she wrote a manual on how to turn a man into a good husband, it would probably become a bestseller.
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The three men shared a hearty laugh, creating a harmonious atmosphere.
Men found contentment in simple pleasures.
They bonded over the smallest details of their lives and made friends effortlessly.
When the food was ready, Nathan called for Lucinda and Luisa to join them downstairs.
The five of them enjoyed a tasty meal together.
An hour later, in the early hours of the morning, darkness blanketed the city, and everywhere was still, except for the bustling N&L Fairy Land.
Cyrus drowned his sorrows in alcohol.
He was so drunk.
His eyes were red.
He clung to Nathanâs arm and repeatedly murmured, âNoelle, itâs my fault.
Please forgive me.
Come backâ¦â