Chapter: 297

Sean looked straight at Norah. "Norah likes it."

"So, it's for Norah." Susanna connected the dots. "No wonder we've never had coriander before. But now it's here! I get it."

Turning to Norah with a smile, Susanna said, "Sean made these dishes just for you, Norah. Enjoy your meal. I'll find something else to eat."

Norah, feeling a bit awkward, played with the noodles on her plate.

"These dishes are meant for everyone. Sean, you don't have to include coriander if you don't like it."

The strong scent of coriander made it clear why Sean avoided those dishes. He must really dislike it. But why bother to make so many dishes with coriander that neither Sean nor Susanna would eat, all for her?

Susanna raised an eyebrow. Was Norah truly oblivious, or was she just pretending? Sean prepared these dishes for Norah's sake. Regardless, she felt the need to point it out.

"Norah, Sean may not like coriander, but he's happy as long as you enjoy the meal," Susanna said, placing more dishes on Norah's plate.

Norah offered a faint smile. "It's okay, Susanna. You don't need to fuss over me."

Yet, Susanna insisted, filling Norah's plate. “I just want to make sure you're comfortable. I want to look after you."

Sean was sitting across from Norah, his chin propped up by one hand.

He had taken off his apron, but his actions still spoke of a refined gentleman.

He carried himself with ingrained manners and a demeanor that Norah found hard to overlook. His subtle gaze held a depth she couldn't ignore. Then, she suddenly looked up, her eyes meeting his dark ones with intensity.

Norah's face was expressionless yet seemed to glow. Her skin looked soft, her lips were tinted from the spicy food, and her calm gaze betrayed no emotion.

Sean offered Norah a polite smile before she returned her attention to her meal. He asked himself, "Did I really know her?"

Sean prided himself on handling everything perfectly, but in matters of the heart, he faced a barrier. He had even faced rejection.

Without Susanna's interference, their interactions might have been minimal.

After the meal, Susanna excused herself. "Sean, I'll head upstairs to fetch something. Please look after Norah for me. I'll be back soon.

Norah, wait here for me."

Susanna bounded upstairs without waiting for a reply, her happiness evident.

And so, Norah and Sean were once again alone, just as they had been the day before.

Norah realized that each encounter seemed to lessen the awkwardness between them. For example, she could now meet his gaze without discomfort.

With Susanna gone, they had a moment to themselves.

Taking the chance, Norah said, "Sean, I know you got so much on your plate. I can't help but feel letting you cook daily is a waste of your time. You don't need to have Susanna pick me up from the hospital anymore. I won't be coming over tomorrow."