She hadn’t expected that even with Aurora not at home, she still couldn’t get a chance to talk or connect with Lucas.Wendy was unwilling to give up. She followed him into the kitchen, her voice syrupy sweet as she asked, “Lukey, is there anything I can help you with?”“No. You should leave,” Lucas said without even looking up, fully focused on what he was doing.Wendy didn’t budge an inch. Acting as if it was a casual question, she asked, “Oh, Lukey, it’s been so long since I’ve tasted your cooking. Are you making this for me?”Only then did Lucas raise his head, his gaze chillingly cold.“Wait till there’s some left. This has nothing to do with you.”He went back to kneading the dough, preparing a mille-feuille pancake—Aurora’s favorite. It took time, which was why he’d gone straight to the kitchen after returning home. Still, he was barely managing to finish it in time.Wendy acted like she didn’t understand a word he’d said and remained in the kitchen, refusing to leave. She s
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