Dylan Collins could cook, but he really couldn't make desserts.
He said, "Why don't I buy it for you instead, I really can't make it visually appealing."
Hallie Morgan looked at his embarrassed face, and her anger had already subsided in her heart.
"Alright then."
She breathed a sigh of relief, and so did Dylan Collins.
Only then did he remember why he was angry.
"Hold on, hey, Hallie Morgan, you accepted a love reality show, and you think a cake is enough to appease me?"
"..."
Hallie Morgan panicked inside, looking at his serious face, she hurriedly said, "Honey, I really didn't accept that show willingly. Plus, we must separate the issues, I was forced to do the love reality show, but you really did ruin the cake..."
She reached out to grab his arm quickly.
He brushed her hand away.
"Forced to accept it?"
"Yes, you should know, something happened in the Morales family. The company assigned me a temporary manager who set me up with this love reality show..."
