Chapter 150 What could go wrong in this household? (1/2)

Ryn walked out of the bathroom only wrapped in towel. Her hair was semi-wet. She tried hard not to make her hair wet but once the showerhead raining down the water, her body (and head) automatically went underneath the water.

Ahhh... So refreshing...

But wait. Her eyes popped open as she remembered her idea of not wetting her hair tonight. She thought she wanted to go to sleep once she was done with her dinner and in order for her to do everything quickly, she did not want to waste the time to dry her hair. So troublesome with long hair.

So when she was done with her shower, her hair, unfortunately, was a bit wet.

Instead of wearing some clothes first, she went to the dressing table first to use the hairdryer. She wanted to dry the hair first before she do anything else.

So troublesome.

Wasting so much time.

A maid was waiting for her outside when she finally opened the door of her bedroom. Although she had a feeling something was off, but because she was starving, she shook the uneasiness away.

What could go wrong in this household?

She followed the cheerful maid toward the dining room. Her long hair, now already dry, was clipped with a red flower claw in a messy bun. Her body was wrapped with a plain tracksuit and shirt. She actually ignored the red pyjama laid on the bed, preferring to wear her everyday clothes tonight.

When she entered the dining room, she saw him at his usual place, standing in front of the huge window and looked out of it.

It was dark outside so what was he looking at interestingly she had no idea.

And she did not care.

All she could think of was what the dinner for tonight was.

She could not stop from salivating at the thought of delicious food filling her stomach.

And her stomach growled again at the thought.

Jeremy turned around when he heard the door being opened. He smiled seeing how pretty Ryn looked despite in such simple garments. She looked so homely he wanted to squeeze and kiss her breathlessly.

But no, he had to control himself.

”Mika?” Ryn looked around for her best friend. Usually, Mika would jump into her arms if she was there first.

”Jason brought her out. Their anniversary,” Jeremy explained.

”Oh...” Ryn nodded dumbly.

Jeremy walked toward the chair and pulled it for her.

Without a word, she sank her bottom on it, murmuring her thanks.

He smiled and took his seat at her left side, at the head of the table. He gave a slight nod at the butler to start serving the dinner.

With a huge grin, the butler clapped his hands three times and just a few moments later, an army of maids came in bringing the appetizer and glasses.

Ryn's brows raised seeing so many food were brought in just for two people. She looked at Jeremy and found him sharing the same expression as hers.

They did not say anything. Once the first appetizer was placed in front of them, they ate without a word. The butler smiled, pouring just a splash of red wine into their glasses.

Ryn glanced at the flowers on the dining table as she chewed thoughtfully. The flowers' arrangement was beautiful as usual but something was off.

The smell?

The colour?

The size?

Ryn had no idea what brought uneasiness in her heart but nothing came into her mind.

Was it only her feeling?

There was a second serving of the appetizer. Ryn was a bit surprised but she shrugged it off. She reached for her fork and knife again to devour the asparagus frittata.

Once they were done with the three... not only two but three appetizers... the maids came in to clear the table. Then, another group of maids came in with the main course.

”It seems like tonight we're having western food,” Jeremy commented dryly as he watched the maid placed his food in front of him.

The butler did not say anything. He simply refilled the wine. He refused to leave these two alone. He must make sure these two finished everything.

And these two did just that.

His grin went so huge, it almost broke his own face.

The butler did not stop refilling the wine again and again.

”The Cook is not feeling well today, is she?” Jeremy commented, his brows furrowed a bit.

Despite the comment, Jeremy dutifully ate everything. He was trained since young to finish whatever the Cook made, regardless of how it tasted, or he would have to stand facing the wall for an hour or two under the watchful watch of his mother. Well, it was twice or three times he had to accept the punishment but the experience actually made him automatically finished everything.

The Long siblings were trained very well.

Soon enough both of them were having their desert. Despite the aircon, both faces were red from the wine.