Chapter 332

Scarlett had barely slept the previous night. After lunch, fatigue hit her hard, so she returned to the hotel to rest. Meanwhile, Xavier worked quietly in the living room. It was 8:00 pm when Scarlett finally woke up. She groaned and covered her face, realizing she'd overslept. Drawn by a delicious aroma, she headed toward the kitchen. To her surprise, she saw several dishes laid out, but they didn't look quite like the hotel's usual fare. Suspicious, she wondered why dinner looked so much worse than breakfast. Just then, Xavier emerged from the kitchen wearing an apron, holding a plate of garlic butter shrimp. Scarlett's eyes widened in disbelief. Xavier—aloof, elegant, and always composed—was wearing an apron? The contrast was startling and oddly endearing. She found the sight unbelievable, but her heart skipped a beat nonetheless. "Did you make all this?" she asked, staring at the table. A flicker of anxiety passed through Xavier's eyes. He set down the shrimp and gentl