Chapter 33

I sighed and rolled my eyes. I bit the insides of my cheeks to suppress the smile that has been begging to be shown.

"Does it taste good?"

I bet if I ever say yes, he's going to brag about his how good cook he is even if he just learned to cook by himself so nuh-uh. I refuse to give him what he wants to hear from me.

"No, it's kind of salty. You're still a bad cook, Quel," I said while shaking my head.

He frowned then he took a spoon to taste it. His frown slowly faded and glared at me. I let out the laughter that I have been holding for several seconds.

"You should have seen your face, Quel. You look defeated earlier," I said in the middle of laughter. I held my tummy when it s