Chapter 124

Just as Shirley was about to step into the kitchen, she suddenly turned back and looked at Benjamin. "Didn't I just bring you dinner earlier?" Benjamin didn't answer, only meeting her gaze with his deep, dark eyes. After a few seconds of staring at each other, she gave up. "What do you want to eat?" "Anything," he replied. Shirley was speechless. Anything? Fine, she would make him some plain pasta! She tied on an apron and stepped into the kitchen. Recalling the moment when Benjamin's hand touched her back earlier, a ridiculous thought crossed her mind. Was he about to pick her up from the floor? But the more she thought about it, the more she dismissed it as wishful thinking. With how Benjamin had treated her that evening, there was no way he'd do something so caring. He must have just intended to wake her up so she could work herself to the bone for him. Given his attitude, a simple serving of pasta would suffice. If he wanted meat, he'd have to dream on. She poured some wa