Chapter 141

Amanda's POV This time, Remy slept for a long time. He seemed to let his guard down and did not wake up until dusk. We were no different from an ordinary couple. In the tiny apartment, he cooked for me clumsily. Looking at the shirtless Remy wearing an apron and reading the instructions, I actually found him ... kind of cute. "Let me." I walked over with a smile and took the solid turner from him. "I'll be starved to death by the time you finish reading the instructions." "Amanda, have some faith in me, OK?" He glanced at the plate in frustration. On the plate was the fried egg he made, which had the color that no normal person would eat. His expression was so vivid that I smiled sincerely. Then I placed the fried egg on the salad. "What kind of sauce do you dig?" "Lemon would do the trick." He was a little depressed, but he still obediently placed the plate on the dining table. Such a scene was so cozy. He w