Chapter 19 Don’t Take Adhantage of His Lack of knowledge
Wah was Ezra seriouch going to cook for Jordan?
Before she child ninah bei sentence, he had already tuned away “We’re havnenost Atingelse takes too lime”
When jordan caught up to him, she found him tummaging through her kitchen cabinets. Then, her gaze drifted toward the entrance, now a complete disaster sine.
The corner of her mouth twitched Erra had literally taken het dou off its hiners.
These was no winning against him. She already owed him a favor, so another meal wouldn’t make much of a differenc
Jeuden returned to her powen and lay back down. Her legs still ich weak, though at least her fever had prese down.
sudden, a load clames eiupled from the kitchen bestantly, two beach, one big, one small, popped up at the doorway, preking inside
“I thopped 1 by accident.” Ersa announced, completely unfared
“Mr. Kizules, maybe I shouldcock instead? Or we could just onder takeout)
“Jordan suggested cautiously.
Eneda bes —one hand holding up an IV dip, the other pripping the ‘ stand.
You planning to cook with that “he asked flatly “By the tune takeout pelshere, murd already be done eating.”
“He went right back to watching through the cabinets. Where do you keep the noodles?”
The lowest sed evet, pulled out a packet from one of the nipboard, and handed it to him. Her big, bright eyes sparkled with anticipatio
Emparted the little girl’s head approvingheal he took the noodles.
But when he looked down at the shot, colorful stand that barely spanned the width of his palm, his expression darkened slightly, and suspicion flickered in his eyes
Were they taking advantage of his lack of knowled
In his world, nooden should be long white
Sering him herze, Jordan immediately understood that he had no idea what kid noodles were
Holding back a laugh, she explained, “I don’t eat nodes often when I do, I just have whatever Bella ears, which are children’s noodles.
You’re seriously leming her eat something this colorful at such a young age?” Ezra was displeased
dan chuckded. Bella was her daughter, and no one cared more about her health than the did. “Relax. These noodles are made with vegetable juice instead of water, which is why they’re
mião lie down,” Ezra ordered with a serious expression, effectively kicking out. He didn’t want her to see him fumble around the latche
dan didn’t argue She called Bella over, took her hand, and led her away. But just before leaving, she stole a glance hack at him.. (watched as be placed a por on the stove, trying to figure out how to turn it on Then, her gaze shifted to the still–chaotic entryway.
For the sake of basketchen and Fara’s dignity, Jordan crouched down and whispered something in Bella’s car.
sweet voice piped up from below.
Et looked down to see Bella standing by his leg, gazing up at him with bright, innocent eyes. His heart softened instantly, and the frustration of his first–ever attempt at cooking eased just
erically, should be calling him “Uncle Kinsler. He figured Connor the Laught her oberwise. But he wasn’t one to fuss over such trivial temalities, so be let it slide.
“days this pot,” bella said, pointing to a small saucepan inside a cupboard.
Ezra picked it up, and a was burely the size of his palm. How was he supposed to cook anything in this?”
2001, de went along with her suppation and swapped the pots.
Halfway with water,” Bella incrusted confidently
Ezra couldn’t help but tak He cooped her up and teased. “And how do you know all this?”
“Daddy Lauge!” bella seldier chun ligh with pride. “I watch him cook my wooden my day.”
“Yasa’ne sumant, Berila. How about you teach me how to cook?“ Lna playfully tapped her linie nase, making her giggle as she squirmed Hung the ticklish sensation.
He allowed Bella’s muita je tavna, boling here with one arm and pouring water into the pot with the other
tinder her caretul purdiner, Estalinally placed two big and unati londs on the table, both filled with streming noodles.
Foudan, still looked up to dan IV, ate with land. Though capable of feeling herself, bella still managed to scatter lits of polles all over the table.
Easa dada’t ask lie simply sat at kuasa İrom them, watching as the two quietly devoured the meal. For some reason, a small, unfamiliar sense of satisfaction welled up inside him. They ate slowly Della must have read het noodles too da y módway thủ ough. She wobbled as the lifted the small saucepan, attempting to pour wine booth into her bowl.
Before alam naudin prose a mess, Ezra quickly tand the post from bat handa and poured the broth foi hen…
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Chuana to Dont Take lubartage of the Lack of knowledge
Her hand was warm against his skin, her delicate fingerswapping gently around his writ
Ezra’s gaze lingered on them, and for a split second, an absurduge crept into his mind to take those fingers into his mouth and taste them.
Jedan always managed to unsettle him so effortlessly.
sigh, forcing the thought away.
Ezra didn’t insist. He set the bowls back on the table, then glanced at her TV drip, which had just finished. Without a word, he removed the needle for her.
“Get some more rest. I’m heading back.” His gaze swept over the still–wrecked entryway and softly added, “I have someone fix it before nightfall”
Jordan wouldn’t dream of troubling him any further. After repeatedly thanking him, she finally saw him out the door
As they exchanged polite goodbyes at the entrance, Bella suddenly tugged on Ezra’s hand, pulling him back inside. She pushed him down onto her tiny stool and declared she had a gift for
The sight of a holly grown man perched on such a tiny seat was nothing short of comical. Jordan watched Bella busying herself with something
Smce she knew her daughter adored playing with the Kinsler brothers, she let them be and went off to tidy up the apartment.
A few minutes later, bella finally finished her masterpiece Beaming with pride, she handed the drawing to Ezra as though presenting a rate treasure.
“Thank you, Mr Kinsler, for helping me and Daddy!” she said metly before scampering off to her room.
Ezra watched her time figure disappear around the corner, momentarily puzzled. Then he lowered his gaze to the drawing.
A child barely over two years old couldn’t be expected to draw well. The picture included three figures, two adults and one child, with oversized round beads and stick–like bodies. Beneath them, a few scribbles of green crayon represented grass, while uneven strokes of blue filled the sky.
Labstract appearance, Ezra knew in depicted Bella, Jordan, and himself.
His long fingers brashed over the figures, feeling the uneven texture of the rayon marks, Without realizing it,
alizing it, the corners of his lips curled into the faintest smile.
