Chapter 92

Araceli POV

I chopped vegetables slowly, and not long after, I heard footsteps.

It was Raphael coming in.

I lowered my eyes and continued to work.

"I'll do it."

Raphael walked over and took the knife out of my hand.

"The carrots are to be diced, right?"

He asked in a low voice, his eyes falling on my face.

I lifted my eyes and looked at the man standing in front of me.

He was wearing a black suit. He hadn't even changed and he came to ask if I needed any help.

What I couldn't believe more was that he had taken the initiative to come into the kitchen.

Who was he coming into the kitchen for? Essel? Valeria?

Or, was it me?

I pushed down the inexplicable surge of emotions and said lightly, "I was just talking to Maddox."

Raphael smiled, "What were you talking about?"

"About Essel and Micah's mother."

Raphael's hand jerked. After a few seconds, he drops the knife and looks me in the eye.

Raphael's voice