NovelEndChapter 166 With a soft thud, the pie crust slipped from Serena's hand, landing on the floor. It jolted her back to reality as she refocused on the task at hand.
Only then did she realize a pressing issue: she had no idea what kind of filling Samuel preferred.
Asking him directly would ruin the surprise.
After a moment's thought, Serena decided to make two pies-one with a hearty vegetable filling and another with a savory meat filling.
By the tshe finished baking and the pies were out of the oven, it was already past four in the afternoon. Serena packed the pies into two insulated containers and headed out to Samuel's apartment.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWhen she arrived at the Emerald Crown Residences, Samuel wasn't hyet, so she waited downstairs.
To her surprise, it was less than five minutes before she spotted Samuel's car pulling into the complex.
"You're back so soon?" Serena was taken aback.
Samuel's cheeks were slightly flushed from the cool breeze, but his eyes sparkled with a smile.
"As soon as you called, I hurried back. You didn't have to wait long, did you?" "Aren't you supposed to be at work?" Serena teased, smiling at him.
Samuel scratched his head sheepishly. "Work can't be more important than you. Let's go inside." Serena nodded gently, following Samuel into the complex, feeling a warmth spread in her heart.
Samuel then noticed the insulated containers in Serena's hands.
"Why did you bring something over?" "I made spies, and I had extras, so I thought I'd bring you some." Samuel's smile deepened, his eyes crinkling at the corners.
Serena couldn't help but smile back.
The orange hues of the setting sun bathed them in a soft glow, adding a harmonious touch to the scene.
As they walked slowly, the workday was ending, and many singles were returning home. Scouldn't help but feel a pang of envy at the sight of the cozy pair.
After a few minutes, they arrived at Samuel's apartment.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe last tSerena stayed over, it was in a guest room Samuel had prepared for visitors. It had been meticulously cleaned.
This time, they entered Samuel's own living space, which was also impeccably tidy.
"Did you hire a housekeeper to do all this?" "No, I cleaned it myself." Samuel replied as he moved into the kitchen to unpack the pies.
The warm aroma of the pies filled the small space, creating a comforting atmosphere.
"You cleaned it yourself?" Serena was surprised. "With managing the company, how do you find tfor housework?" "If you want to do something, you can always find the time," Samuel said, pulling out a few plates. "What kind of sauce would you like?" "Vinegar, please." Serena stood at the kitchen door, a hint of worry in her voice. "I wasn't sure what kind of filling you'd like, so I made pork, leek, and cabbage pies. I hope that's okay..." Samuel's smile was tender. "Anything you make, I love." Serena gave a bashful smile and quickly picked up a plate of pies, heading to the dining room.
Since Samuel had confessed his feelings, he seemed much more at ease, almost carefree. It was something she wasn't quite used to yet. As she turned to head back to the kitchen, Samuel stopped her.
"You just sit and relax. This is a man's job." "What do you mean by that?" Samuel paused, then added, "Let's just say, from now on, leave these things to me!"
Serena's heartstrings were plucked gently, and the words she'd been mulling over on the way there surged to the forefront of her mind. Once Samuel took his seat, she lightly stirred the pie in her bowl. "Samuel, about what you said last time..."
Before she could finish, there was a loud, insistent knocking at the dbor, as if someone were trying to break it down. Startled, Serena looked at Samuel in shock.
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