Chapter 93
“I didn’t expect you to know how to cook,” Zinnia said hesitantly, trying to find a topic to break the silence.
Yannis chuckled lightly. “Had no choice. James shipped me overseas, and the food there was aviful, so, he had to learn to cook. Turns out, it wasnt att bad after all.”
“What’s the good part?” Zinnia asked, tilting her head curiously.
“I get to cook for you, Zinnia. At least this way, you won’t have to live off takeout,” Yannis teased, his deep, magnetic voice carrying a playful warmth.
Zinnia glanced at him, her heart skipping a beat. It was obviously a joke, but the way he said it made her wonder if he was serious.
“You’re really good at this. I can’t cook at all,” Zinnia admitted. “My master never let me near the kitchen. He said the smoke and grease were bad for a girl’s skin.”
Yannis leaned back lazily. “You’re a girl, Zinnia. It’s totally fine if you don’t cook. But for us guys, if we can’t cook, we might end up single forever.
Zinnia looked up at him. “But… if this is the food you’re saving for your future wife, isn’t it wrong for me to eat it now?”
“Getting a wife is a problem for future. For now, I’ll cook for you.”
Yannis chuckled at her earnest question. Her serious little face was so adorable that he couldn’t help but laugh softly, his eyes curving into a joyful arc. She really was a little ray of sunshine.
Zinnia watched him laugh, her brows furrowing slightly in confusion. She couldn’t quite understand what he found so funny, but she noticed he seemed
to smile a lot.
“You’re not eating?” Zinnia asked, glancing at his plate. He’d barely touched his food, almost as if the meal had been made just for her.
“I don’t have much of an appetite. But seeing you enjoy it so much makes me feel full too. Go ahead, eat my share,” Yannis said with a teasing smile.
Yannis had barely eaten. He wasn’t hungry, having been swamped with work the past few days. His insomnia had returned, and the herbal sachet she’d
given him last time had been left at home when he changed clothes.
He hadn’t had a proper night’s sleep in days. When exhaustion hit its peak, he’d rely on the pills she’d given him to force himself to rest for a bit. But they
were never as effective as the herbal sachet.
“Are you struggling with insomnia again?” Zinnia asked, her gaze steady as she looked at him.
“A little. The herbal sachet you gave me got left at home when I went on the business trip, and I’ve been busy while traveling,” Yannis admitted, knowing
he couldn’t hide it from her since she was skilled in medicine.
The lack of proper rest over an extended period had dulled his appetite.
He hadn’t expected the herbal sachet to work so well. With it, he could actually fall asleep at night. Although he’d still wake up once or twice, it was far better than relying on sleeping pills.
“Do you have anything else to do tonight?” Zinnia asked, aware that his insomnia wasn’t something that could be resolved quickly.
“No, nothing urgent. Why?” Yannis shook his head.
“Eat a little more, or you’ll wake up hungry in the middle of the night. Later, I can give you a head massage to help you relax. You might be able to get some rest,” Zinnia suggested.
“That’s not necessary. I’ll just use the herbal sachet you gave me to catch some sleep later,” Yannis replied, his smile fading slightly, though his tone remained gentle.
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“Alright. Zinnia noticed his subtle resistance, her lips pressing into a thin line as she lowered her gaze, she didn’t push him furthes
“Alright… I guess I’ll take you up on that massage after all,” Yannis said after a moment, his voice softening.
