CHAPTER 21

I watched his every movement while he cooked. His movements have precision. It was as if he was a professional chef.

Although, I still can’t figure out what he was cooking. He used some fruits and vegetables as ingredients. And, it smells so good that I could hear my stomach gurgling, wanting to take a taste.

My eyes shifted to the open cooking pot with boiling water.

Juancho took a ladle and took a sip of the soup. He scooped another more and took a step towards me.

“Here, take a taste.” He said as he offered the soup.

I slowly took a sip. The sweet and sour taste of the soup went through my throat with gentleness. It tasted so good.

A smile formed my lips.

“How was it?” He asked, smiling from ear to ear.

“It tastes perfect.” I said. “How did you do that?”

He smiled and stood confidently. “You’re talking to an expert.” He replied.

I almost rolled my eyes at how arrogant he sounded.

“Good for you then. At least, even if you get shot by a bullet, you wouldn’t die because you can cook.