Chapter 170

Early in the morning, Janice woke up intending to make breakfast, only to find that Edward was already up. At 7:20 am, he was already in the kitchen, preparing breakfast. Leaning against the armrest of the couch, Janice quietly watched him move around the kitchen. People always said it wasn't fair to compare, but sometimes, the mind did it on its own. Something as simple as this—an ordinary morning routine—was something Simon had never done. And because of that, Edward's actions felt even more precious. He didn't seem to notice her watching from the living room the entire time. It wasn't until he turned around and stepped out of the kitchen that he said, "You're up early." Janice's lips curled into a faint smile. "I didn't expect you to cook breakfast yourself every day." "Not every day." Edward washed his hands. "Only when you're here." She paused mid-sip, swallowing the water in her mouth before glancing at him. Edward stood tall, his broad shoulders and strong back exuding