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Once again there seemed to be a rush in the kitchen, causing Jose to frown. He has been living in this tiny house for almost two months and feels a strange feeling. It was as if he was in his own house and as if Valerie was supposed to be wherever she was.

Jose always held back, although sometimes he looked at Valerie and felt his excitement suddenly rise. Sometimes he rushes to take cold showers to cool off his passion, smiles wryly and hopes this is just one of the effects of his celibacy for a long time without women.

He had originally thought he would feel this passion for any woman who fit his criteria, but it did not. Many beautiful women are of course willing to satisfy his desires, but he only wants Valerie, he doesn't want anyone else.

With calm steps and wearing a flat expression, Jose stepped into the kitchen.

“What is this?”

He saw Valerie was slicing a large slice of lemon sponge cake in a circle and placing it in a grid of boxes. In another box were rice, fried noodles,