Chapter 76

"Don't worry about it. I've got my routine," Charles said, unfazed. "Grab some cutlery, will you?"

"Alright!" Noelle ran into the kitchen to figure out where to set the bowls and cutlery, with Charles right on her heels. He pointed to a spot. "Just remember, this is where we keep them."

"Got it!" Noelle grinned, noticing that Charles had every room—from the kitchen to the living room and even the bedroom—arranged in perfect order.

She stole another glance at Charles, puzzled. Who would've guessed that a guy like him would be into cooking?

Charles quirked an eyebrow, leaning casually in the kitchen doorway. "Something on your mind?"

Noelle shook her head, a touch of sheepishness in her voice. "I just feel a little silly. I was the one who said I'd cook yesterday!"

Charles flashed a playful smile. "Time to eat!"

After breakfast, Charles flicked a set of keys to Noelle, who caught them with a surprised look. "Why are you giving me these?"

"Like I said yesterday, you'll be driving