Chapter 11

Liam's thoughtful gaze made my heart race.

I immediately explained, "Oh, the agency has strict requirements. Even for a two-day substitute, we have to memorize everything."

Anastasia seemed about to say something else.

"Bring me the agenda for tomorrow's company meeting."

Liam, however, seemed disinclined to continue the topic.

Anastasia could only turn her attention away from me. "Alright, I'll get it from the car."

I don't know why.

But I felt a strong sense of hostility from Ms. Sinclair towards me.

I went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

To be honest, I wasn't a very good cook.

All those years I was with Liam, I just never learned to cook well.

He was always busy with work and studying, and then he'd have to find time to help me cook when it was mealtime.

One time, I saw he was so tired his eyelids could barely stay open.

I told him to go lie down in the room for a bit.

But I ended up burning the rice.

Just as I was racking my brain, Liam woke up.

He leaned lazily against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching me with a smile.

Seeing my frustrated expression, he walked over, put a few cloves of garlic in the rice, and stuck in some green onions.

"That's all it takes?"

He just curved his lips, not answering directly, but tilted his head and caught my lips, kissing me slowly and deliberately.