Chapter Fifty-three

“Did you cook this food?”

She couldn't consider herself a great cook considering that the best that she could do with her ability are two techniques: frying and reheating.

After Nikolai asked her that question, she was suddenly wondering if recipes of food she can ‘possibly’ cook have gone together with her memory.

“You're kidding, right?” She prayed silently in her head. Hopefully, no expectations ruined.

But she could finally breathe when Nikolai’s smile showed despite his restraints. “Yes. When we lived in New Zealand, we always had takeouts.”

“You scared me! I thought part of my amnesia is forgetting those recipes I never learned to cook.”

Contrary to her worries, there was a warm smile on Nikolai’s face. It was simply contagious. That’s the thing with Nikolai. She couldn’t be firm with her decision to be anything but lovers with him. He smiles at her one time and she goes weak in the knees.

Belle looked away and st