Chapter 262

Kirk looked at the lavish spread on the table. A faint smile graced his lips.

Indeed, he was the master chef behind these dishes.

Well, Charles provided the ingredients, but still.

By the time he had returned home last night, he had already been sobering up.

Upon hearing Caroline call him "honey" so affectionately, he had fully awakened from his drunken daze.

Thanks to her loving endearments—calling him "honey" and telling him he was the best for her—he could no longer go back to sleep.

Later, he figured that since he would be awake the whole night anyway, he might as well get up and cook for Caroline.

When Caroline stepped out of the bathroom after her shower, she noticed that the chair on her side had been pulled out.

"Let's eat."

She asked, "Is your headache gone?"

"It's still here, just a little. But when I think about cooking for you, it completely disappears."

"You're a smooth talker, aren't you?" Caroline turned to fetch some painkillers for him.

He didn't take the