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Chapter 2144 Holding a takeout box, Edwin shot Chris a piercing look that silenced him instantly.

He mused internally, letting Laura into his family villa? The place his parents once called home? Absolutely impossible! Their connection was transient; a fleeting moment.

Entering his dimly lit home, he switched on the lights and moved towards the northern workroom, where he found Laura engrossed in her designs.

Dressed casually in his shirt and shorts, she was oblivious to his presence, Drawing closer, Edwin lightly brushed her chilled legs, concern evident in his voice.

“You're freezing. Why so underdressed?” Startled, Laura's hand jerked, marring her design. Her voice a blend of frustration and surprise, she muttered, “This is your doing.” Acknowledging the blame with a soft, “It is,” Edwin wrapped his arms around her, lifting her effortlessly from her seat.

Walking together, Edwin's hand brushed against Laura's trim waist.

“You skipped both breakfast and lunch, didn’t you? Why would you do that?” His tone mixed annoyance with concern.

Hoping to defuse his irritation, Laura hugged his neck and murmured, “I had some breakfast.” Angela's Library Edwin shot her a skeptical glance.

For someone not particularly easy-going, he certainly showed Laura a lot of patience and care.

He settled her onto the couch, draping a blanket over her.

“Where's your jacket?” Laura inquired.

Edwin paused, searching for a response.

But being a smooth talker, he managed to shift the topic with ease, and Laura's curiosity was momentarily quelled.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org

Heading to the kitchen, Edwin began to prepare her dinner.

Laura, resisting the urge to return to her sketches and sensing his lingering frustration, shuffled in behind him.

Watching Edwin, clad only in a shirt, work his culinary magic, Laura found herself drawn to his undeniable charm.

Hesitantly, she wrapped her arms around his waist, and on a rare whim, let her fingers brush against his abdomen.

“Did you eat?” she whispered.

His response came tersely.

“I did”

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