Levian was still cupping Sherry’s face when suddenly a knock on the door led towards the kitchen. Levian’s eyebrows slightly creased, but immediately returned to normal.
Raising his head, he looked towards the door, only to find Sarah standing with a smile on her face.
“What is it?” His voice was cold as he retracted his hands, which were cupping Sherrry’s face. Sarah had seen them getting intimate and although it pricked her heart, she pretended to not have seen anything.
Although she was unhappy, because Levian was still there, she could only fake politeness and act blind.
“Levian, why don’t you come and help me in the kitchen?” She smiled politely. “I miss watching you cook.” She added with a smile that was laced with nostalgia and sadness.
The pleading look on her face was enough
