Chapter 52: I don't like him at all

At this moment, Kane walked out of the kitchen with a bowl of soup. It was piping hot.

Kane put it in front of me. "I have some leftovers from the breakfast soup that I made earlier. You should eat this first to warm your stomach. I'll just keep some of the dishes for you to eat later."

I looked at the bowl of soup in silence.

I argued with him earlier and I made him upset. But he still heated the soup and served it to me?

I stared at Kane's face.

There was still a frown on his face and his voice was somewhat cold. But his actions were gentle and considerate.

A familiar sensation rose up to my chest. It's different from the uncomfortable squeeze that I felt the whole day.

This feeling rose when Kane prepared breakfast for me for the first time, when he drove me to school even though he doesn't have to. When he first texted me, when he waited for me to finish my food and when he said words of concern to me.

This tingling sensation appeared whenever I met his beautiful obsidian eyes, w