Perhaps Hailey had just come back from the salon, seeing how she was dressed entirely in black.
She was in a black chiffon skirt that was very short, just enough to cover her rear and exposing the
entire pair of white, delicate legs. She also wore a pair of black high heels with thin straps.
Alex followed behind her, looking at this stunning beauty in front of him. The way he walked was a little
turbulent, as though there were ants in his pants, and he didnât know where to put his eyes.
When they entered the villa, it was quiet, with not a single soul in sight.
âWhereâs Brother Charles? Is he not home?â Alex asked as he took off his shoes.
âHeâs been on business trips lately. I havenât even seen his shadow around for the past couple of days.
I donât know what heâs been busy with either,â said Hailey with a tinge of bitterness in her voice.
Alex smiled and said nothing.
Charles was managing such a large real estate company, so he definitely had many things to handle
and all kinds of social obligations and business trips that he had to go on to. It was inevitable that he
would neglect his wife at home, and it was difficult to blame her for being a little angry.
âWhereâs Zoey?â
âMy mother took her in, and sheâll be spending the summer holidays over there. Sheâs clinging to her
grandmother now, and it gives me a little free time.â
Alex hummed, but inside, he sort of missed the little girl. He was familiar with the house by now, so he
walked straight towards the kitchen. He opened the fridge to find lots of fresh ingredients inside it.
He honestly took out more of the things that he preferred to eat and started getting busy right awayâ¦
During the ten months he stayed at the Assex residence, he spent most of his time cooking. Cooking
took the most time after all, and he was picky about how it tasted. So his cooking skill had developed to
the point that it wouldnât be worse than a restaurant chef.
After a while, Hailey, who was now barefooted, also came over to help him.
She smiled brightly and said, âAlex, though Dorothy has divorced you, thatâs her loss. Look at you, a
man who can cook, doesnât drink, smoke or gamble. Where else would you find such a good man?â
Alex smiled. âIâm not anywhere as great as you make me out to be.â
âOf course you are. Youâre even better than what I just said, even. If I wasnât already married, I
wouldâve definitely gone after you.â
Alex laughed aloud when he heard that. âThen, Brother Charles would have a big loss.â
The two of them continued to prepare the food together as they chatted, the atmosphere hamionious
without a slight hint of awkwardness. They really did look like a pair of siblings, and even though the
occasional dirty joke would slip out, it didnât affect them at all.
âOh no, thereâs no more rice,â Hailey exclaimed after she opened the rice bucket.
âYou donât have rice, yet you invited me over to eat?â Alex said.
Hailey giggled. âItâs fine, itâs fine. I have some noodles at home. Iâll do it with you.â
Do it with him?
Alexâs eyes slipped downward, and he couldnât help but gaze at Haileyâs lower half.
He blurted out, âAbalone noodles?â
âSure, I think thereâs seafood in the fridge and four abalones. Iâll make some abalone noodles for you
then!â
A glint flashed in his eyes, and he shook his head. âI wouldnât dare eat it.â
Hailey was taken aback for a moment, her beautiful eyes rolling over to him.
A few seconds later, she understood.
Her face flushed red, and she grabbed a spatula and started hitting him with it. âY-You naughty brother,
I hate you so much.â
After the joke, the atmosphere inexplicably became a little awlnvard, and Hailey couldnât help but take a
peek at him.
Two hours later, the meal was over.
It was already nine in the evening, and Alex still needed to go to Michigan. There might be a tough
battle tomorrow, so he immediately bid his goodbyes.
âWait!â
Hailey stopped him. She had just drank some wine, and her face was a little flushed. Even her eyes
were slightly out of focus when she looked at him. This was also the reason why Alex wanted to leave
immediately after eating.
If Charles were to come back at this time suddenly, he felt it wouldnât be good.
Without turning around, he said, âSister Hailey, is there anything else?â