Chapter 17

Daniella's Pov

I swallowed hard and I took slow steps towards the kitchen. I almost screamed, but shut it when I saw it's Javier. He seems so engrossed in whisking the eggs that I doubt he noticed my presence.

What on earth is he doing here whisking eggs at this hour of the night?

“What's going on?” I asked as I entered the kitchen.

“I know you are not blind.” He said, barely sparing a glance at my direction.

I frowned at him because of his statement and the attitude in it.

“Clearly I know I am not blind, but I'm asking what exactly you are doing beating eggs at this hour when you should be on bed.” I said, making my way to the counter to have a proper view of what he's doing.

“Baking.” He said rather blandly. He still didn't look up in my direction as he put in some sugar into the whisked eggs in the bowl.

“Baking? Baking what?” I blurted out in somewhat surprise and confusion.

“I usually bake Natalia's cake on her birthday so that is what I am doing.” He said, putting in some baking