Eager to usher in a fresh chapter in her life, Ste epted the gesture without hesitation.


    That evening, a wave of familiar faces flooded the living room, quickly immersing themselves in revelry.


    Meanwhile, Ste was in the kitchen, diligently frying chicken legs.


    Hot oil spattered haphazardly, causing Ste to furrow her brows.


    She’d donned a light-colored dress for the asion but had forgotten to wear an apron, too engrossed in dredging the chicken legs in flour.


    Eyeing the flour still clinging to her fingers, she cautiously sidestepped the bubbling oil and yelled out, “Miley! Could youe to the kitchen?”


    Assuming it was Miley who entered, Ste didn’t turn around and instructed, “Grab the apron over there and help me tie it, would you?


    My hands are covered in flour.


    ”


    She then resumed her focus on the chicken legs.


    Instead, a pair of male hands reached around her and secured the apron at her waist.


    “Is there anything else I can assist you with?” asked a gentle male voice.


    Startled, Ste’s grip on a chicken leg wavered, and it plummeted into the sizzling oil.Property belongs to N?vel(D)r/ama.Org.


    The oil sshed.


    Matthew swiftly grabbed her by the waist and yanked her away from the stove.


    Hot oil continued to sizzle and pop in the pan.


    Wearing a look of concern, Matthew asked, “Did you get hurt?”


    “I’m fine,” Ste assured him, shaking her head.


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    “When did you get here?”


    “Just now,” Matthew replied.


    Releasing her, he leaned to turn off the stove.


    “What are you doing? It’s not finished yet,” Ste interjected, stepping forward to block him.


    “Let’s order takeout.


    Cooking yourself nearly got you injured,”


    Matthew retorted, clearly displeased.


    “It’s nearly ready,” Ste began, looking at her flour-coated hand and halting her attempt to physically move him aside.


    “Why don’t you go join the others in the living room? We can all eat together shortly.


    It’s a joyous asion.


    Let’s not dampen the mood, okay?”


    Whenever she adopted a softer tone, Matthew found it challenging to vent his annoyance.