Chapter 410
Chapter 410:
Her politeness remained flawless, yet the invisible wall between them only thickened, stretching their relationship into two distant lines that would never intersect again. Whenever that realization surfaced, Ryan’s chest tightened painfully, each breath scraping through him as if the air itself had turned sharp.
After a brief hesitation, he lowered his voice. “I came to warn you — Olivia probably didn’t act alone. You need to stay cautious p>
“That was everything Ryan said? Nothing more?” Kyson asked as he sat on the living room couch.
“Yes, just that. And he left without another word.” Kailey curled comfortably against his thigh while he fed her blueberries one by one.
𝗙ol𝘭о𝘸 𝗎𝗌 о𝗇 𝗀а𝘭ոo𝘃е𝘭ѕ.𝖼о𝗺
Her brow tightened slightly, unsettled by the lingering oddness. Ryan had always been stubbornly insistent before, yet this visit had ended so abruptly she never even had to debate whether to invite him inside.
Kyson gently stroked her hair, his eyes thoughtful, and remained silent for a long time.
With a quiet exhale, Kailey rolled upright and hugged a cushion to her chest. “Who could be behind Olivia p>
All afternoon she had paced the house replaying every acquaintance she could recall, but no answer surfaced. Irritable as her personality could be at times, she couldn’t remember ever crossing anyone powerful enough to stir up this kind of trouble.
With an easy motion, Kyson’s hand settled at her waist in a soft, reassuring pat. “If you can’t figure it out, let it go. Tell me what you’re craving. I’ll cook p>
“Maybe I’d rather have a taste of you p>
That answer made his eyes thin with amused delight. “You certain about that p>
“On second thought, maybe not.” A bright laugh slipped from her as she twisted away from his hand and caught his wrist instead, tugging him upright. “Come on, I’m starving p>
Light shimmered across her face from the overhead fixtures, haloing her lively expression in shifting glows that stirred an indescribable warmth in his chest. He shrugged off his jacket and rolled the sleeves of his black shirt to his elbows, revealing firm, sculpted forearms etched with clean lines of muscle.
Perched at the bar just outside the kitchen, Kailey held a glass of cool water and took small sips while her gaze drifted back to him. She found him distractingly handsome — wide shoulders tapering into a lean waist, long legs stretched beneath effortless posture, and that flawlessly sculpted face that looked almost unreal.
Unable to stop herself, she lifted both hands and framed him like a photographer lining up the perfect shot, turning the simple kitchen scene into a vivid, cinematic image etched into her mind.
Within less than an hour, three steaming dishes and a fragrant soup were finished. Kyson carried the plates to the dining table, and Kailey let out an impressed laugh.
“I’ve always said your cooking could earn you a chef’s jacket p>
“And I’ve always said I’d only cook for you,” he replied with a faint, knowing smile, flicking her a sideways glance. “Go grab the cutlery p>
“Alright p>
Dashing into the kitchen, Kailey scooped up the utensils. Brushing past the doorway on her way out, she accidentally bumped against Kyson’s hip — more precisely, his backside. To her surprise, the solid firmness felt undeniably impressive.
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