Chapter 700

Sherman could not bring herself to hear Kingsley coughing. She put down the water glass and looked at him."Is there where your kitchen is?" Kingsley nodded but saw that she was already on her way to the open kitchen. As she walked, she said, "I felt sorry for what happened yesterday. To express my apology, I'll cook you something." 'Cook something?' Kingsley frowned. Although he did not like people touching the things in his villa at will, he did not say a word this time. Apparently, his throat was severely inflamed. She opened the refrigerator and found some pears and mint leaves. They were ingredients of some sore throat remedy that was just right for him, and she had come across its recipe on the Internet two days ago. Kingsley did not make a sound. Instead, his deep black eyes fell on her, looking at her dully. There were no changes in his emotion. Sherman soaked the mint leaves in the water. She then washed the pears, peeled, cut them, and removed their cores and pedicles. A