Chapter 386Â
For most people, chasing after someone meant spending money.Â
But for Cassian it was his friends who paid the price.Â
Jasper figured. Cassian ever has to beg Aurelia, I’ll probably be right there next to him, kneeling too.Â
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As this hour, the seafood market was already closed, so Cassian went to a seafood restaurant to buy what he needed.Â
He picked out the seafood like a pro, clearly no stranger to this kind of thing.Â
Jasper, meanwhile, still felt a bit out of place.Â
In Jasper’s mind, Cassian was the pampered heir of the Locke family.Â
He had people handling every aspect of his life for him, everything from what he ate to where he slept.Â
He was the kind of kid parents always bragged about: top grades, perfect manners, basically the golden boy.Â
Gays like him never bothered with anything ordinary, let alone daily chores.Â
Cooking? That was just way too normal for a guy like him.Â
Of course, that was the old Cassian.Â
Jasper actually saw Cassian rinsing grains, making oatmeal, and prepping seafood with such practiced ease. It was clear he’d done it a hundred times before.Â
He even nailed the cooking time and seasoning ratios without missing a beat, and Jasper honestly couldn’t believe his eyes.Â
He just stood there for a long moment, dumbfounded, then pointed at the clay pot of seafood porridge that looked and smelled insanely delicious. “Cassian, are you serious? You actually know how to cook?”Â
The aroma alone was so fresh it could make your eyebrows jump off.Â
Even Jasper, who’d had his fair share of gourmet meals, found his appetite stirred.Â
Cassian gave Jasper a cool, almost indifferent look, as if to say he’d seen it all before. “Seriously? This is nothing. You’re overreactingÂ
Cassian didn’t just know how to make porridge. He could whip up all kinds of dishes and soups that were easy on the stomach, skills he’d actually gone out of his way to learn at a restaurant.Â
And not just any restaurant, the very one Aurelia used to frequent.Â
After everything went down, Cassian developed serious insomnia. He had to take sleeping pills just to get a few hours of sleep.Â
But after he got together with Aurelia, his sleep improved a bit.Â
Still, he was afraid of losing himself in her.Â
So every time he let himself indulge, he’d pull back, deliberately putting space between himself and Aurelia.Â
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The restaurat kept rolling out new recipes, just so people wouldn’t get tired of the same favors.Â
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There was one time when Cassian couldn’t hold back and asked her a question he probably shouldn’t have.Â
He looked at poredio and said, “Why are you so invested in me? Why would you search every corner of the city for medicine and coup, just because I can’t get a good night’s sleepÂ
Aurelie was brewing his herbal medicine, her head lowered, exposing a delicate sliver of her neckÂ
She spoke vodily, “Well, you’re my boss, aren’t you? Isn’t it my job to keep the boss happy? That way, maybe you’ll give me a raise or a promotion”Â
Her answer hit Cassian harder than he expected, leaving him quietly disappointed for a while.Â
But eventually, be consoled himself, ‘Maybe this is good enough after all:Â
Whenever he was on the verge of losing himself, Cassian would keep reminding himself: Aurelia already had someone sheÂ
slie was only caring towards him because he was her boss.Â
He shouldn’t even hope for a happiness that wasn’t his to daim.Â
So every time Aurelia was good to him, Cassian kept score, treating her kindness as something he’d have to repay one dayÂ
When he promised to share his glory with her, he meant it. He wasn’t lyingÂ
That was how he’d always seen things.Â
And after that, Cassian put his revenge plan into action, making sure to run into Tessa on purpose.Â
At Tessa’s welcome party, Miranda stood up for her, saying she’d developed a serious stomach problem from all those socialÂ
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