You Are My One and Only

Initially, Patricia intended to make some simple dishes without caring whether they suited Isaac’s taste buds or not.

However, she changed her mind after he came to help her. The way he helped me repair my car just now was pretty cool and handsome. Perhaps no one could have imagined that the head of the top prominent family in Appleby—the attractive, cruel, and abstinent handsome man, Isaac Arnold, would change tires on the street.

Due to his actions and his status, she felt great witnessing such a scene. Thus, she decided to make him a nice dinner when she thought of his kind act tonight.

Once Patricia was in the kitchen, she made a video call with Josephine. She asked her to teach her cooking step by step. Just like that, it took her two hours to prepare the meal.

Finally, at 9:30PM, all dishes were ready to be served.

While she was busy cooking in the kitchen, Isaac was reading a book upstairs in his room in a black robe. At this moment, his face was as dark as the night sky outside. Upon hearing Patricia calling him for dinner, he threw the book in his hand and made his way to the dining table.

When Patricia saw him, she hurriedly pulled out the chair for him in a fawning manner. “Have a seat, President Arnold.”

Although it took her a long time to cook these dishes, she could guarantee him that the tastes of these dishes were good this time. He’ll definitely lick his fingers after he has a taste of these dishes.

Isaac snorted as he glanced at her, “Patricia, are you trying to starve me to death?”

Patricia felt confused at his caustic remark, so she cautiously glanced at the time and was startled by what she saw.

Sh*t! It’s already 9:35PM?! It’s no wonder I feel so hungry too!

plated the dishes and put

down. But, I promise you that there won’t be a

made a pledging gesture

plenty of mini Cornettos. Otherwise, how can she be this cute and sweet? Oh, I

the harder it got for him to muster any anger toward her. Thus, he picked up his fork and tasted the roast lamb. Hmm…this

became better. Therefore, he pushed the car key on the

don’t feel nice driving it. Still, it’s probably better than yours. So, you

and saw

eyes brightened up. This car?! Is he calling a

felt grateful to him. With a smile, Patricia hurriedly passed him the dishes and beckoned,

in her food, considering she was starving too. So it wasn’t an exaggeration to say that she

must have used up plenty of energy while struggling to change the tires just now. Otherwise, how would I

faint smile on the corner of his mouth when he observed her utterly

meal, Patricia served him dessert. Suddenly, she remembered the gas

thank you for lending me the car. But I can’t afford

implied with a grimace. I’m poor.

I drive to and back from work? I won’t be working hard to pay back the money if I’m

how she was frantically trying to devise a decent excuse to convince

me. Well,

she refused to drive the car he bought for her. She definitely doesn’t want to drive the

her tricks for the sake of