Knowing his mind.

Chapter 77.

Knowing his mind.

Adrian's POV.

Clothed in a very thick pullover, I was led to the dining room where the food was neatly spread on the table. I took my seat.

I don't know where Raphael got the pullover from, it was big and warm. Cozy.

Raphael got hold of the plates and opened them up for me while I made sure to glue my eyes to the table like it was the most important thing at that moment.

I was desperately avoiding his eyes.

"I'll feed you," He volunteered, but I disagreed.

"No, I'll feed myself. I got this."

I pulled the plate filled with rice in front of me and dug my spoon into it before he could say another word.

The food tasted just like the same old days, just the way his food always tastes. It was welcoming and refreshing and its taste was heavenly.

"This is so good." I complimented in my head.

"You know cooking is my addon."

I almost choked because of his response, I never knew that I said those words out loud. I was covered with embarrassment.

I cleared my throat