NovelEnglishDebbie pursed her lips and complained in her mind, ‘Not picky? He’d make the book of Guinness World Records for the pickiest eater.‘
Carlos, of course, noticed that.
“What? You got a problem?” he asked.
“No, no. I’m going to the kitchen now.”
Debbie left the study in a hurry. On her way to the kitchen, she wondered what she should cook for Carlos.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtA half-hour later, Debbie appeared at the door of the study carrying a bowl of noodles topped with sliced tomato and scrambled eggs. The odor of food was like a trigger, and Carlos’ stomach started rumbling the moment he smelled it. He put his laptop aside and watched as she placed the bowl before him with great care.
“It’s Late, so don’t eat too much.
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I’ll make breakfast for you in the morning. Cool?”
“Mmm hmm.” He took over the chopsticks from her.
While he was eating, she felt kind of bored and walked towards the bookshelf. Suddenly, she remembered something and offered, “There are more noodles if you’re still hungry.”
“Sure.”
Debbie giggled and went downstairs again.
In the end, Carlos finished two bowls of noodles. He really was hungry.
While Debbie was doing the dishes in the kitchen, Carlos went downstairs. Watching her clean, he flashed a smile, as a feeling of warmth coursed through him.
Debbie turned off the light in the kitchen and walked out. She then saw
Carlos relaxing on the couch, watching TV.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Did you finish your work?” she asked curiously.
“Yeah.” Carlos stood up from the sofa and turned off the TV.
“I think you should stay here. It’s safer.”
Debbie shook her head.
“I have to find more evidence to clear my name.”
And that was when it hit her. ‘Carlos used to be close to Megan. Now she’s dead, and I’m the suspect.’ She looked him in the eye.
“You don’t think I killed Megan, do you, old man?”
Carlos cast a sidelong glance at her.
“I don’t think you’d be out in the dark alone.”
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