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Chapter 50

Auteur: Maya Adams
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Jasmine’s POV

I came home feeling tired and wanted nothing more than to rest. I had just finished a long day at work. There were too many meetings, messages and too many questions I didn't have answers to. The press conference went fine, but I was drained..As I opened the door, I didn’t expect to hear anything. Maybe silence. Maybe the sound of the TV. But what I heard instead was music playing from the kitchen. The music was the kind I listen to, something light and slow. I dropped my bag by the sofa and followed the sound. I stopped at the kitchen doorway to find my man in the center of the room.

He was shirtless wearing only an apron and sweatpants. He had flour on his face and some on his chest too. His hair was a mess, like he had run his hands through it a hundred times. He was stirring something in a pot, humming along with the music. I couldn’t help myself. I burst into laughter.

He turned fast, surprised.

“Hey,” he said, grinning. “You’re back early.”

I walked over to him. “E
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