Chapter 1272

"These clothes are ones I don't want to wear anymore." Mable said, swiftly changing the topic, "Since you came back early today, can you cook? I'm craving your steak."

Blair rubbed Mable's head. "Sure."

After changing into casual clothes, Blair headed to the kitchen.

Mable continued to pack her suitcase. Then, she retrieved something from the bedside drawer.

Blair took charge in the kitchen, not allowing Mable to help with anything, not even picking vegetables.

Mable had no choice but to sit on the side, eating a plate of fruit while watching him chop and wash vegetables.

As she watched, Mable suddenly said, "Blair, I've noticed I've become more dependent on you. When we returned to Richworth, I never considered staying with you forever."

Blair paused in his vegetable chopping and looked at Mable, asking, "What were you thinking at the time?"

Mable, eating grapes, thought for a moment. "Well, then, I never really considered spending my life with you."

"And now?"

Mable gazed