Chapter 475 - Cake Shop (2/2)

The nurse came out to deliver Tara's answer. After a while, she came back in with two roasted sweet potatoes.

”Your fiancé is gone. He said you like roasted sweet potatoes, so he bought this especially for you,” the nurse put down the box she was carrying and then came out.

Tara couldn't hold back her tears. ”Why is he so stupid? I didn't even explain anything to him and left right away. Even though I didn't want to see him again, he still gave me this roasted sweet potato. He really is…”

”Nico cares for you,” Anya said, patting Tara's shoulder.

Tara looked sadly at the box of roasted sweet potatoes. ”Do you want this?” She asked, her eyes still watering.

Anya just shook her head. ”I must go home. Eat slowly,”

Tara didn't move an inch, she didn't intend to touch the box. After Anya came out and closed the door, tears streamed down her face again.

Anya stood at the door of Tara's room, she could hear her friend's faint sobs from outside. Before leaving, she left a message to the nurse on guard not to disturb Tara for a while.

In the car, Anya called Nico. ”Where are you? I just walked out of Tara's clinic. I want to see you.”

”There's a bakery not far from Tara's clinic. Can we meet there?” Nico said.

”Alright,” Anya hung up the phone.

When she arrived at the cake shop, Anya saw Nico wearing a chef's dress with a high hat. His hands were busy stirring the dough.

This was her first time seeing Nico like this.

”Auntie, sit down first. I'm going to put this dough in the oven,” Nico said with a smile.

Anya chose to sit near the window. A servant then came and brought her warm milk with a plate of fruit pie.

”Thank you,” Anya had just eaten with Tara at her clinic and was very full. But when she saw the interesting pie, she really wanted to try it.

The pie was so good!

After finishing his job, Nico changed his clothes and approached Anya.

”I opened this shop. When I'm in a bad mood, I'll come here and bake a cake,” Nico sat in front of Anya.

The guy was completely different from his usual self, or at least that's how he was to Anya's eyes. Nico, the comedian, the talkative, the childish— he wasn't there anymore…

Maybe the guy in front of her was the real Nico.

Or a version of Nico, if he weren't born with the last name Atmajaya.

”This is delicious. Tara will like it. You know that Tara really likes to eat,” Anya said with a smile.

”I can't be with her,” Nico grimaced bitterly. ”Because of uncle and aunt's problems, Tara was disappointed in the Atmajaya Family and didn't want to be with me anymore.”

”This is not your fault. Tara has her own decision. Still, no one knows whether she will end up like me or not,” Anya said calmly. ”Nico, don't you really know anything?”