Chapter 33

In the end, Jack did not help her at all. Naomi almost died carrying the huge bag of rice home.

Naomi, completely exhausted, did not have the energy to deal with Jack. She laid down on the sofa, glared at him, and grumbled in her heart.

However, the longer she looked, the more her fierce glares changed.

Jack was dressed in a sophisticated black suit and he had a black apron on top of it. His wide shoulders and thin waist really made him look regal.

He elevated the class of the small kitchen to that of a star hotel's private kitchens.

Soon after, Jack poured the ingredients into the hot pan. Steam rose from the pan. The aroma of home-cooked food flooded Naomi's nose. She was instantly revitalized.

Jack was about to reach for a plate when a smooth, slender, and, fair hand slid a plate right in front of him.

"I'll help you!"

Jack was stunned. He had been living alone for many years. At that moment, there was an extra person in his life. He was not used to it.

"I'll take thi