Chapter Ten: Learning To Cook

Chapter 10: Learning To Cook

Samantha's POV

I felt satisfied leaving that wedding gown boutique yesterday. I couldn't stop snickering while thinking about Tiffany's face.

I still couldn't forget their betrayal—how I treated that bitch like my own flesh, only for her to use me to get closer to that cheater, Andrew. It's been days since that happened, but when I see their faces, it's like it only happened yesterday.

“When will we meet again?” I asked myself while sitting on Diego's swivel chair. I could see the shock on their faces. Well, it's not bad, thanks to him playing along.

I stood up when my tummy growled. I'm hungry. I woke up, and he was already out. I hadn't eaten breakfast, so I decided to go to the kitchen to look for food.

“Seriously? Vegetables?” I couldn't believe it. I'm not picky, but I am not a fan of vegetables, especially when I'm not in the mood.

I just grabbed the egg and bacon from the fridge. I suddenly stopped when I remembered I actually didn't know how to coo