Chapter 56
Since Tristan came back late and skipped dinner, Megan decided to cook for him herself.
He watched as the petite woman focused on slicing vegetables and finely shredding meat. The sight alone filled Tristan's heart with a quiet contentment.
When Megan placed a soft, half-cooked egg on top, their sizzling stone pot bibimbap was ready.
As he wolfed it down, Megan chuckled, "Tasty?"
"Delicious. Smells amazing—just like you."
She bit her lip, grinning. "You're such a flirt."
"Flirting, sure. But 'old'? I object." Tristan casually wiped his mouth then held her hand and headed upstairs.
The door clicked shut behind her heels, and the next moment she was in his arms.
Knowing where this was heading, she looked up and puckered her blushing lips.
But instead, he just kissed her lightly.
She blinked in surprise. "What? That's it?"
Tristan raised a brow. "Why? Expecting more?"
Her cheeks turned crimson. "N-No! What are you saying!"
He absolutely adored her fiery yet bashful reactions.
He led her t

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