Chapter 358: Allison couldnt help but wonder about the nature of their rtionship now.


    She knew all too well that Ken would never consider marrying her.


    And she, for her part, couldnt stay in his world forever.


    Perhaps it was best to leave things as they were.


    Any attempt to probe into their status would only create awkwardness.


    Lost in thought, she snapped back to reality when Ken approached from the kitchen, carrying a couple of dishes.


    He nced at her, his eyebrows furrowed slightly.


    Ms.


    rke, youre a shareholder at Charisma Company.


    You shouldnt be too busy to have regr meals.


    Theres less food in your fridge than thest time I checked.


    Not even a cup of instant noodles.


    His eyes scanned her briefly before he added, And its mostly junk food.


    I take it youve been skipping proper meals? Allison blinked, offering a sheepish smile.


    Next time, I promise I wont.


    She then shifted the focus back to him, sniffing the air appreciatively.


    It smells amazing, by the way.


    Recently, shed been overwhelmed with work, grabbing whatever was quick and easychips, instant snacks, anything that didnt require time she didnt have.


    As a result, her fridge had nearly emptied.


    She picked up her fork and took a small bite of the shredded pork noodles he had made.


    The vors were rich andforting, the texture just right.


    There was something profoundly soothing about having someone cook for her.


    But because of certain secrets she kept in her vi, Allison had never hired a cook or housekeeper.


    It was a decision born of necessity.


    Kens cooking skills had clearly improved.


    If you really dont have time for proper meals, you coulde over to the Lloyd house.


    Lorna would love it.


    Shes always asking about you.


    Allison hummed nomittally, replying, Well see.


    He paused, eyeing her thoughtfully, but chose not to press further.


    Instead, he watched her enjoy the noodles, noting how her lips glistened enticingly.


    A fleeting thought crossed his mind, stirring something within him.


    He quickly looked away, his expression neutral once again.


    No matter how intimate they became in the shadows of the night, they both maintained a strict distance during the day.


    It was an unspoken rule.


    They restrained themselves in the daylight and let go only under the cover of darkness.


    Ken often felt at her beck and call.


    But every time she initiated something, he found himself losing control again.


    He had no im to her, no official standing, but he didnt mind it at all.


    At least he had more of a chance than those other guys, he consoled himself.


    Suppressing his emotions, Ken sat down across from her and said calmly, Ill be taking Lorna to Athton tomorrow.


    Youre wee to join us if youd like.


    Allison shook her head gently.


    You go ahead.


    Ill meet up with youter.


    It doesnt really make a difference.


    It felt strange.


    They usually followed an unspoken rule of silence during meals, but now, their conversation flowed with an unforced, almost natural rhythm.


    They had attended countless banquets together, tasting delicacies from across the globe.


    But these momentssharing a quiet, intimate mealwere rare, almost unfamiliar.


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