"Think of it as my gratitude, I'll cook but I can't guarantee it'll taste good." Laura scratched the back of her neck which wasn't itchy.

Justin smiled. "I'm sure your cooking is good, you've won the cooking competition three times. I'll eat whatever you cook."

Laura's body felt like it was going to collapse. God that man's smile was so charming. Laura wasn't surprised that he knew so much about her, if not her past and her illness. Justin was right, he had won first place three times in cooking competitions. The first time was a small competition he participated in New York. Then the second competition was held by a famous chef in New York. And the last was a competition when he was advanced to participate in a competition in Italy representing New York. All expenses were also covered so Caitlyn happily accepted. She didn't expect to win either, and that was one of her biggest regrets. Because at that time, Laura was given the opportunity to own her own restaurant, but Laura turned it down because she was afraid she wouldn't be able to control the restaurant. Even though she was told she would be helped, Laura still refused. If only she had said yes, maybe Laura would have become very famous by now and her life wouldn't have been so difficult. Regret always comes at the end. Many people have probably forgotten about it. That happened a few years ago. How sad.

After Justin finished treating Laura's wound, Laura stood up and Justin followed her into the kitchen to cook. When they arrived at the kitchen, the chefs and waiters were surprised by the appearance of Justin and Laura. One of the chefs approached Justin.

"Would you like something to eat, sir?" asked Chef Andres.

"Yes, but he's cooking." pointed out Justin.

Chef Andres looked surprised. "Shouldn't we do it, sir?"

"You underestimate him?" asked Justin in a sharp tone. Did the chefs in front of him not know Laura?!

Chef Andres looked scared. "No, sir! That's not what-"

"You must know her." cut in Justin coldly.

Chef Andres and the others looked confused. Then Chef Andres looked at Laura while remembering her face. From the first time he saw Laura, Chef Andres felt like he knew her. But he couldn't remember her at that time.

Before long, Chef Andres was shocked and his eyes widened in disbelief. "Chef Laura?"

Everyone there was shocked to hear Chef Andres call Laura a chef. Who exactly is Laura.

Another chef approached Chef Andres. "Chef Andres, what you just said is-"

"Yeah, that's it." cut Justin straight.

"Then vacate this place!" Chef Andres ordered everyone. Justin smiled at Laura. She looked puzzled but she remained silent. After everyone left and only Justin and Laura were left in the kitchen, Laura cried out in pleasure. It had been a long time since she had cooked. Especially in such a spacious kitchen, she could cook freely.

Laura put on her apron and walked over to the refrigerator and pulled out some ingredients. She was going to cook roasted chicken and carrotsoup. Caitlyn didn't want to cook too much because she was afraid she wouldn't finish it. Justin looked at Laura from behind who was cooking with a smile. How her hands skillfully cut the carrots, sprinkled the spices on the chicken, very professional. Plus her face looked very serious. It made Justin smile even more.

After almost 15 minutes of grilling the chicken, the chicken was finally finished. Laura used cooking gloves to remove the chicken. Justin approached Laura who was transferring the chicken to a plate and garnishing it.

Justin stood next to Laura and inhaled the fragrant chicken with a smile. "Hem... it smells so good, it must be delicious."

Laura was next to Justin just staring at him while laughing softly. "Not necessarily, but we'll see."

"What about the soup?" Justin asked.

"It's ready, just need to be served." replied Laura without taking her eyes off the grilled chicken that was being garnished.

"Ah, it's done. Do you want to try it?" teased Laura as she offered the chicken.

Justin chuckled. "Of course, I'm very hungry."

Laura made an apologetic face. "Well, unfortunately it's not for you Justin." she said holding back her laughter.

"What?! Oh my God Laura! You've got to be kidding me, no, it's mine!" Justin grabbed the plate.

"Justin! Give it back!" shouted Laura.

Justin stopped and turned around to look at Laura with a lopsided smile. "Looks like it's going to be mine Laura."

"What do you mean- Justin!!!!!!"

Without feeling guilty Justin returned the plate to Laura. "Um, it's delicious Laura."

Laura was still annoyed with him, but she held onto the plate rather than dropping it and making the roast chicken uneaten. It looked like it wasn't going to be eaten, just imagine Justin casually licking the roast chicken! Aghh, Laura felt like beating him up, even though he was just joking.

"Then let's eat."

Laura placed the plate on the table. Then she walked over to the pot of soup. Laura transferred the contents of the pot into a large bowl. She carried the bowl and plate out of the kitchen to the dining table.

She returned to the kitchen because she forgot to take off her apron. Having taken it off, Laura saw Justin already sitting there but not eating.

"Come on Laura." Justin invited.

But it seemed like Laura was still angry with him. She turned her face away in annoyance. "No way!"

Justin sighed, he stood up and pulled Laura's chin with his forefinger to bring her head up to look at him. "I'm sorry Laura."

"No!"

"Come on Laura, please... forgive me, okay?"

Justin's hand moved to touch Laura's cheek but she brushed it away. "Don't touch my cheek, it still hurts."

"Ah yes, I forgot. You're so adorable when you're angry."

Blush!

Laura's cheeks instantly turned red. She couldn't believe Justin would say those words. Justin realized that and smiled.

"Why are your cheeks so red?"

"I...this, that, um, because of the slap ha yes."

Gosh Laura! You idiot!" she cursed.

Justin raised one eyebrow. "Oh yeah? Tsk, when I heal it's not there. If you're blushing just tell me." he chuckled.

"Justin!!!" Laura squealed in annoyance as she hit Justin with her tiny hand.

"Yes, yes Laura. Geez Laura, you're angry like a monster, horrible."

Like a monster?