Love Began with the First Meeting
Chapter 947 Extra Story 85 Of Aaron Going Back Home

The home he had referred to was the manor. Should she see it as her home too? After all, she did not want to leave him, just like the multiflora rose that was unwilling to leave the prince, even though the prince loved the rugosa rose later. It was because the rose had

taken root and sprouted and bloomed there by his side.

Thinking about the story of the prince, she took out her cell phone and typed a short message quickly, intending to send it. However, her finger hovered on the send key, hesitant for a while.

After reading the message once more, she sighed and pressed the send key.

Hearing the prompt message tone on his phone, Aaron threw a quick glance at it. "Take a ten-minute break," he ordered.

Hearing that, the person on the video call breathed a silent sigh of relief. Aaron cut off the video temporarily and picked up his cellphone.

On screen it read, "I will cook by myself today. Will you come home for dinner?"

Aaron didn't pay much attention to the cooking part of her message, which was pretty surprising considering that she had never cooked for him before. Instead, his eyes froze on the word "home". He felt his sight blurring, perhaps because he was eager to have a home too.

Ken frowned when he saw how Aaron was staring at his phone. He wondered what message he had received for him to be so deeply absorbed by it.

He checked the time and realized that ten minutes had nearly passed. He stepped forward to remind Aaron, "Your Highness, nine minutes have passed."

Hearing Ken's voice brought him back to reality. Reflexively, he looked at his watch. He read the message once more and replied to Ximena's short message. Placing the cellphone back on his desk, he ordered, "Cancel all my appointments following this conference. Reschedule them."

"Yes, Your Highness," Ken answered. As he turned to leave, he accidentally saw the message on Aaron's cellphone.

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"Okay."

His message consisted of just one word, but it was enough to make Ximena feel immense joy. Pursing her lips to form a charming smile, she raised her eyebrows and mumbled to herself, "Didn't you say that you would be really busy today? Looks like you are not that busy after all."

She stood up, grabbed her bag and ran downstairs. Before leaving the shop, she announced to the staff on the first floor, "I have something to do later, so I'm leaving. You guys lock up and leave when it's time to get off work. Don't work overtime unless you have some urgent incomplete job to finish by tonight."

The staff nodded in agreement and saw her off. The shop manager said, "Our boss is in a good mood today, right?" Ximena had never been too strict with them, but she seldom behaved like this. Perhaps her joy was too apparent to others as well.

Staring after Ximena's back, the intern thought about what had happened between them a while ago. Seeing how happy their boss looked, the intern gradually realized her misunderstanding. Stunned by her hindsight, she said aloud, "That mark on her neck..." She paused and quickly covered her mouth with both hands. She knew that what she had seen should be kept a secret. Everybody turned to look at her, and in an instant, her face turned as red as a boiled shrimp. "No, uh..." she stammered, waving her hands at the other staff." It's nothing..."

The intern lowered her head to hide her embarrassed face. She didn't know how she could have been so dim-witted as to regard a hickey as skin allergy.

At that moment, Ximena had no idea what was happening in her shop. She took a taxi to a supermarket. She bought some ingredients which she thought would be easy to cook, and she also grabbed a cookbook to help her.

As she pushed the shopping trolley towards the cashier's desk, she looked at the items she had picked. She felt very confident of herself and she walked with her head high. She figured that it wouldn't be too difficult for her to cook a decent meal. She even began imagining how impressed Aaron would be while he had her home-cooked meal.

Later that evening, when Aaron got off the car and stood in the courtyard of the manor, he saw heavy smoke coming from the house and could smell fuel fume in the air. He strode into the house quickly, but he found it difficult to even open his eyes. "Your... Your Highness." All the servants were standing next to each other with complicated expressions on their faces. Looking towards the kitchen in concern, they were afraid that Aaron would fire them in a split second.

Holding his breath, Ken stole a glance at Aaron. He wondered how Aaron could face such heavy smoke with his usual indifference.

Bang!

A loud sound came from the kitchen. The servants held their breathes nervously. They neither dared to raise their heads nor to make any sound, lest it annoyed Aaron.

However, Aaron had a soft smile on his lips. As far as the servants were concerned, his smile was like an advance notice for the end of the world. Every one of them stayed as mute as a fish, hoping to face the doom as bravely as they could. Erasing the almost invisible smile from the corners of his lips, Aaron strode into the kitchen. As he got nearer to the hell-hole, the fuel fume mixed with the heavy smoke grew heavier. Standing at the door, he peeked inside. The huge kitchen was as messy there started a World War III. Ximena kept coughing so badly as if she was about to die. Aaron asked in a leisurely tone, "Are you trying to burn down my home?"

"Ahem... ahem..." Ximena coughed even more badly when she heard Aaron's voice. When she saw him standing at the doorway, she was more embarrassed than ever. She had seen other people cooking. She had thought that it would be as easy as it looked. However, cooking turned out to be a little troublesome for her; it was quite beyond her expectation.

"Come out of there," Aaron said with a trace of a smile.

Embarrassed, Ximena remained in the kitchen. She was unwilling to give up. She thought that she might be able to salvage something from the mess she had created. But when she looked around, she only found some raw vegetables on the chopping board and some burnt ones, which was way too horrible to look at.

While she was wondering what to do, Aaron grabbed her wrist and pulled her out of the burning kitchen.

"Clean the kitchen before I come back," Aaron ordered the servants and then pulled Ximena towards him. "Let's eat out today," he said softly.

"I..." Ximena paused. Looking at all the soot on her clothes, she said, "Let me change my clothes first."

"And how are you planning to enter the house now?" Aaron asked calmly.

Ximena turned to look at the manor. Seeing the heavy fumes rushing outwards, she pouted. Then, in a pretended indifferent tone, she said, "Well then, let's go buy some clothes first!" Saying that, she walked towards the car as if nothing had happened. Seeing her arrogant walk, Aaron lowered his eyes while a smile of comfort appeared at the corners of his lips.