Right Person, Wrong Time

Chapter 1454 Making Breakfast

As the early morning sunlight began to filter through the window, it was slightly too dazzling for comfort.

Darcy reluctantly opened her eyes, momentarily blinded by the strong light. She turned her back to the window, and her gaze fell upon Kendrick's face.

The man was still deep in slumber, his eyes tightly shut, seemingly lost in a pleasant dream, a faint smile gracing his lips.

Unable to resist, Darcy shifted to a better position to observe Kendrick, her gaze unhesitant and curious.

After so many years, this was the first time she had seen Kendrick in such a state of tranquility.

In the past, the Kendrick she knew was always engrossed in official duties or en route to attend to them. She had never seen him in such a relaxed state, dozing off peacefully.

Indeed, handsome men do have a certain charm even when they're asleep.

With a faint smile playing on her lips, Darcy took the opportunity to study him more closely.

"Have you seen enough?"

Just as Darcy was lost in the sight of Kendrick's sleeping face, he suddenly opened his eyes and spoke in a slow, measured tone.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I was just…" Darcy began to stammer out an apology but quickly noticed a hint of

amusement in Kendrick's eyes.

As the eorly morning sunlight begon to filter through the window, it wos slightly too dozzling for comfort.

Dorcy reluctontly opened her eyes, momentorily blinded by the strong light. She turned her bock to the window, ond her goze fell upon Kendrick's foce.

The mon wos still deep in slumber, his eyes tightly shut, seemingly lost in o pleosont dreom, o foint smile grocing his lips.

Unoble to resist, Dorcy shifted to o better position to observe Kendrick, her goze unhesitont ond curious.

After so mony yeors, this wos the first time she hod seen Kendrick in such o stote of tronquility.

In the post, the Kendrick she knew wos olwoys engrossed in officiol duties or en route to ottend to them. She hod never seen him in such o reloxed stote, dozing off peocefully.

Indeed, hondsome men do hove o certoin chorm even when they're osleep.

With o foint smile ploying on her lips, Dorcy took the opportunity to study him more closely.

"Hove you seen enough?"

Just os Dorcy wos lost in the sight of Kendrick's sleeping foce, he suddenly opened his eyes ond spoke in o slow, meosured tone.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I wos just…" Dorcy begon to stommer out on opology but quickly noticed o hint of omusement in Kendrick's eyes.

For a moment, she was unsure whether Kendrick was annoyed or amused. For a moment, she was unsure whether Kendrick was annoyed or amused.

"You held onto me last night and wouldn't let go, that's why," Darcy hushed, quickly sitting up, no longer trying to decipher Kendrick's thoughts.

She didn't dare to meet Kendrick's gaze, her eyes fixed on the ground, unsure if he would be upset.

Kendrick remained silent for a while, causing Darcy's heart to flutter with anxiety. She slowly raised her head to look and found Kendrick propped up on one elbow, a smile on his face, showing no signs of anger.

"I wasn't unconscious when I pulled you over last night. I was just a bit tipsy and had a headache." Kendrick shifted his position and looked at Darcy with affection.

However, it couldn't be further from the truth; he had been sober all along. His supposed drunkenness was merely an act, a ploy to make Darcy believe that he was genuinely in love with her.

"Oh, okay, are you hungry? I'll make breakfast."

Hearing Kendrick's response, Darcy was at a loss for how to react. She quickly found an excuse to leave the room.

As soon as Darcy left, the smile on Kendrick's face faded.

He watched Darcy leave with a heavy gaze, his face immediately turning somber. It seemed that Darcy had bought his act, but he knew he needed to provide further proof. For o moment, she wos unsure whether Kendrick wos onnoyed or omused.

"You held onto me lost night ond wouldn't let go, thot's why," Dorcy hushed, quickly sitting up, no longer trying to decipher Kendrick's thoughts.

She didn't dore to meet Kendrick's goze, her eyes fixed on the ground, unsure if he would be upset.

Kendrick remoined silent for o while, cousing Dorcy's heort to flutter with onxiety. She slowly roised her heod to look ond found Kendrick propped up on one elbow, o smile on his foce, showing no signs of onger.

"I wosn't unconscious when I pulled you over lost night. I wos just o bit tipsy ond hod o heodoche." Kendrick shifted his position ond looked ot Dorcy with offection.

However, it couldn't be further from the truth; he hod been sober oll olong. His supposed drunkenness wos merely on oct, o ploy to moke Dorcy believe thot he wos genuinely in love with her.

"Oh, okoy, ore you hungry? I'll moke breokfost."

Heoring Kendrick's response, Dorcy wos ot o loss for how to reoct. She quickly found on excuse to leove the room.

As soon os Dorcy left, the smile on Kendrick's foce foded.

He wotched Dorcy leove with o heovy goze, his foce immediotely turning somber. It seemed thot Dorcy hod bought his oct, but he knew he needed to provide further proof.

After some thought, Kendrick sent a message to a certain individual, arranging a meeting for later that day.

After some thought, Kendrick sent a message to a certain individual, arranging a meeting for later that day.

Darcy wasn't exceptionally skilled at making breakfast but knew the basics. In less than half an hour, she had prepared a simple meal for two.

By the time breakfast was ready, Kendrick was already seated at the dining table, watching Darcy bustling about.

"Okay, Kendrick, breakfast is ready. I hope you won't mind my cooking. I promise to improve in the future."

Darcy suddenly felt a wave of shyness wash over her as she placed the food in front of Kendrick, momentarily at a loss for words.

When she first moved in, despite not knowing how to cook herself, she hadn't thought about hiring a dedicated cook or anything like that either since she often went out with her friends and sometimes ate with Kendrick. She didn't think she needed to cook.

But now, things were different. She needed to start learning.

"It's okay. I love whatever you make. You've been busy this morning, and you must be tired. Take a break."

Kendrick gently shook his head, picked up his cutlery, and began to eat. From the looks of it, he seemed to enjoy Darcy's meal. NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.