Mine: His Caged Princess
Chapter 78

“Dinner is ready.” Tiara chirped, walking out of the kitchen and holding the plates, bowls, glasses, and spoons carefully so that she wouldn’t end up breaking them. She could walk easily in her pencil heels without any tension holding things, but at the same time, if someone asked her to carry food or water in her hand, she started to get the feeling that she would fall anytime. “Oh no!!” She saw one of the glasses fall to the ground.

But before it would have hit the ground, Wylder caught it.

“Thank god, Wild.” She said this, releasing a deep breath. Wylder took everything from her hand carefully to arrange on the table. “You’re my savior. Do you know that?” She asked, to which Wylder just smiled.

“I have a surprise for you.” She spoke next, as she couldn’t hold back her excitement.

“You haven’t apologized to me, Ara.” Wylder reminded her: She was going to do that, right? That was what she had said in front of Sophia in the afternoon.

“I know. That’s why I have done something for you to say that I’m sorry for my childish behavior.” Tiara spoke with a smile. “Before you start thinking that I have done something for you by using money, trust me, I didn’t do anything like that.” She explained herself. She used to give him a treat, buy him something, or plan something for him in order to apologize before, but this time she did something different, something for which she took a lot of effort and time.

“Painted the painting that I asked you about in the morning?” Wylder asked, to which she shook her head.

“Then?”

“Actually I…”

“She cooked for you,” Brandon said, taking food towards the dining table, shocking Wylder.

“She did?” Sophia asked in shock.

“She did,” Brandon confirmed.

“I did,” Tiara said proudly. Brandon pressed his lips tightly, trying not to complain that she never cooked anything for her parents or her siblings and spent hours cooking for Wylder. “I cooked your and Night’s favorite, Pad Thai while watching videos over the internet.”

Wylder was still in shock, but he quickly grabbed her hand and checked her fingers or both sides of her hands to make sure that she didn’t end up burning or cutting her hands.

“Don’t worry, I’m fine. Dad did the chopping part and made sure that I wouldn’t get burned.” Tiara assured him, knowing why he was so worried. “Thank you, Dad.”

“But I did the whole cooking process,” Tiara repeated again so that he would believe her because Wylder wasn’t showing any emotions. Well, how could he?

The girl in front of him didn’t know the difference between any spices or types of flour.

“Don’t give me this suspicious look. I swear I cooked on my own. I have been watching you cook for more than a year now. What do you think I used to do by sitting on the counter all these times except stare at you? Don’t you trust me?” She asked desperately.

“I trust you, Ara,” Wylder spoke instantly. But he couldn’t understand why the hell it took her so much effort to cook his favorite. Okay! He could have understood if she had painted something for him or done something that was her forte.

Tiara was great at giving face massages, and she had given her exclusive service only to her mother and him.

But cooking?

Why did she do anything that she had never done before?

This girl had never made lemonade for herself.

A wide smile appeared on her lips. “Perfect. Taste it and tell me how it is, and I want to hear only the best. If not, then I’m never cooking for you again.”

“You were planning to cook for me again?” Wylder asked in surprise.

“I’m for my vlog. And after that, instead of wasting the food, you can help finish it because, you know, I’ll be on my diet.”

“Yeah!! Yeah!!” Wylder nodded his head, planning to talk about them tonight. What were they? Because Tiara was seriously acting differently.

He knew the result of his question.

Either Tiara would tell him or shut herself completely. But this was important now.

After a while, everyone settled for dinner and tasted Pad Thai. It was good to observe that Tiara had cooked for the first time.

“How is it?” Tiara asked after tasting Pad Thai. She made sure that she wouldn’t make a mistake.

“It’s perfect,” Wylder said, trying his best not to show how he was feeling at that moment. He was confused, tensed, scared, happy, and sad.

“Really?”

“Hmm,” Wylder hummed as he felt his voice getting heavy.

“Thank god. I will start uploading my cooking videos as well. That’s a different thing; I don’t know how I’m going to manage time.” Tiara said, getting excited. Throughout the time, she kept telling me how and what she did to make Pad Thai.

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“Tonight you don’t need to sleep out on the couch. You will be sleeping here. On the other side of the bed.” Tiara said, more like ordered, walking inside her room while Wylder followed her.

He couldn’t do this anymore. He needed to ask. This wasn’t her.

“What are you doing, Ara?” He finally asked.

“Doing what?” Tiara asked in confusion, turning around and looking at him directly.

“This is asking me to sleep in the same room. Then cooking one of my favorite dishes.” He pointed it out.

“What’s the big deal in this?” Tiara asked, knitting her eyebrow. “I mean, friends do these things, right?”

“Really? I don’t remember you asking anyone to sleep in the same room. You hate sharing. You have never shared your room with your sisters. And cooking…” he scoffed. He was getting irritated and annoyed. The anger and frustration inside him since morning started to come to the surface. He couldn’t forget her line. “You haven’t cooked anything for yourself, and you did that for me, so come on, Ara, please come out with something better.”

“Seriously, Wylder? I didn’t know your thinking was that narrow. Just because I’m doing anything for you doesn’t mean I feel something about you.” Tiara scoffed, crossing her arms against her breast, making it look big. Wylder tried not to stare at her breast during this serious conversation. “Grow up, Wild. Just because a girl is smiling while talking with a guy doesn’t mean she is giving him a pass to f**k her. So, dare you to apply 2×2 and think stupid things.” She added, explaining her pointing.

She took a deep breath before speaking, saying, “It will be better if we stop here because I can’t deal with your narrow mentality. You’ve started assuming things that are not healthy for both of us and along with it, all these things will worsen our friendship. So, it will be better if we end this now and here.”

Wylder didn’t say anything about it.

“Is that what you want?” Wylder asked. He didn’t want to argue with her because he knew the more he would try to prove his point, She would run away from that fact at double speed. “You really want to end this?” he asked again.

Silence.

She didn’t say anything.

“The door is that way.” She spoke, avoiding his question. Wylder took a deep breath, calming his anger. He was pissed at her adamant nature, but he tied his tongue because he knew that if he would end up speaking anything to her at that moment, then he would regret it forever.