Chapter 220 His Biological Father

The word 'engagement' touched Ramses's heart, and he nodded. "Okay." "But after I cured Regina." Thinking of Regina's illness, Helle was a bit worried. "I'm going to go to the underground black market in the Imperial Capital. Go with me." Ramses smiled. "Okay." Helle took a nap first, and when she was sleeping, she clearly felt that someone was sitting by her side, gently stroking her face. After waking up and feeling refreshed, Helle walked downstairs and smelt the home-cooked meal. "Ramses?" Hearing the call, Ramses poked his head out from the kitchen, watched Helle go downstairs sleepily, and said with a smile, "I'm cooking. It'll be ready soon." Was Ramses cooking? Helle's eyes widened in shock. Ramses was wearing an apron, his face was covered with flour, and he was holding a spatula in his hand. Helle couldn't believe what she saw. "Blink if you are ki