Gideon effortlessly persuaded Lena, and reluctantly, Lena agreed.
Perhaps neither of them noticed that Gideon, who had always been gentle and considerate, had stopped pretending in front of Lena and began to reveal his true self to her.
In order to make it more convenient for Lena, Gideon moved into Lenaâshome with his suitcase.
Lenaâs apartment was not large. Since she had no intention of letting others stay, she converted one of the guest rooms into a study. In other words, there was no place for Gideon to sleep at all.
âIâll stay in your bedroom,â Gideon concluded after a quick glance at the layout of the apartment.
âNo way!â Lena instinctively refused.
Gideon remained calm, looking at Lena with the handle of his suitcase in hand. âPregnant women need care at night. Besides, thereâs no other place for me to sleep here.â
For the first time, Lena regretted not arranging an extra guest room. She quickly looked at the sofa, but before she could speak, Gideon interrupted her.
âYou donât expect me to curl up on this tiny sofa, do you?â Gideon frowned, expressing his disdain.
Curl up on this tiny sofaâ¦
Lena glanced at his towering height of 6.1 feet and her barely four-foot-long sofa. She had to admit that the description âcurl up on this tiny sofaâ was appropriate.
Even if she was not willing to let him sleep in the bedroom, she couldnât bring herself to ask him to sleep on the sofa.
Seeing Lena remain silent, Gideon smiled satisfactorily and pulled his suitcase into the bedroom.
His movements were swift. Not only did he quickly occupy space for his toiletries on the vanity, but he also efficiently cleared some wardrobe space for Lena, placing his clothes inside.
Lena stood at the doorway, finding that seeing the stuff and clothes not belonging to her in the wardrobe was not awkward.
It seemed as if Gideon had already been living here for a long time.
After organizing his things, Gideon started preparing dinner.
As he calmly entered the kitchen wearing an apron, Lena was quite surprised.
âYou can cook?â
Having known Gideon for so many years, Lena had never seen him cook before. She always assumed he was a refined gentleman who never did household chores. Unexpectedly, he could cook!
âOf course,â Gideon said confidently, facing away from Lena as he gestured for her to help him tie the apron. âJust wait here.â
Lena did not see the uncertain look on Gideonâs face as he said this.
He mentally replayed the hastily glimpsed recipe and, with great confidence, turned on the stove.
Ten minutes later, thick smoke billowed from Lenaâs kitchen. Even the smoke alarm in the apartment went off. The property management hurriedly arrived, took one look at the disastrous state of the kitchen, and left without knowing what to say.
Lena felt both amused and exasperated.
Pointing at the charred lump in the pot, she asked, âIs this what you call cooking?â
She could make better dishes than this when she was three years old!
From childhood to adulthood, Gideon, who had always been smooth, neverdeemed that his greatest failure would be in cooking.
Despite following the recipe step-by-step, the result was an unappetizing lump that he couldnât even bear to look at.
Lena stared at him for a while and said, âLet me teach you how to cook.â