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Chapter 43 - CHAPTER FORTY THREE: THE PLATE OF SPAGHETTI

Naysa spend the night at Emerald Castle in her room and not in Jemmy's room. Though they had spend the time together and become a bit closer than before. Early the next morning, she woke up and was told Jemmy had left earlier, promising to come back for her. She had called Marina and was told today's classes had bounced off, that means a day off. She had enough time to study the Emerald Castle.

Naysa walked into the kitchen and asked to prepare spaghetti and some instant noodles as she waited for breakfast. Though the maids protested wanting to make it for her, she insisted. She had been doing all the household chores since back so this wasn't a problem to her.

After cooking, she took the plate of spaghetti and sat in the living room eating alone while Pearl sat obediently next to her. She was also checking the group chats as she ate.

Lisa: mmh... The class president who currently doesn't attend classes.

Marina: because she got caught up with other things to do.

Lisa: other issues more important than the affairs of the class?

Ridden: Lisa, don't be stupid. For heaven's sake Naysa lost her mom. She has her uncle to take care of. Do you think class issues can be more important than family issues?

Naysa switched of the data and smiled. So Lisa was at it again?

Just then, Jemmy walked in with a small package. "Good morning..." He said and a voice too sweet for the ear.

"Good morning. Where are you from?"

"Can I have your spaghetti?" Jemmy asked another question instead.

"Sure."

Just when Jemmy lifted the fork, Cindy quickly walked in. "Don't eat that. Are you sure it's safe?" She shouted. Jemmy ignored her and eat.

"Cindy good morning." Naysa smiled at Cindy who had her eyes fixed on Jemmy as he squeezed next to Naysa and sat down. "You're funny, if it wasn't good for consumption, I wouldn't be taking it ok? So don't worry."

"You made it yourself?" Jemmy asked Naysa.

"Mmh... Do you like it?" Naysa asked.

"I can be taking noodles each day then." Jemmy said. Cindy really wanted to cry. She grew up in a family where she was spoilt as the Only daughter. She didn't even know how to cook. So Naysa didn't just outdo her in beauty but also in cooking? She knew she had a great work ahead. Angry, Cindy stormed into the kitchen, knocking down Aunty Wen who was carrying the meal to the dining table. She didn't even apologize.

When Naysa heard the commotion, she jumped up and hurried to the kitchen. Jemmy followed her. It was in time to see aunty Wen cursing and struggling to wake up. Naysa helped her up.

"Aunty am sorry." Naysa wiped her clothes with her hand.

"No Young miss... Am ok." Aunty Wen stopped her, looking at Jemmy who was glaring at her.

" No one else is allowed in my kitchen except the owner of the house and the maids." Jemmy said, looking hard at Cindy who stood frozen when she saw Naysa helping the elderly woman. "But she was in here not a few minutes ago." Cindy snorted.

"That's why I said, the owner of the house." Jemmy said, starting to leave followed by Naysa who winked at Cindy. Cindy couldn't help getting angry.

Hank had just entered and saw the plate of spaghetti. Curious as to how a plate of spaghetti was in the living room and not the dining, he went to eat. It was in time when Jemmy and Naysa came back from the kitchen.

"If you dare touch it Hank, I'll transport you back to LA." Jemmy said with a serious voice. Naysa almost laughed. Jemmy didn't want his brother to eat the noodles she made.

"What's so special about it?" Hank asked looking at Jemmy, then at Naysa. He could see they had grown closer than before.

"Brother in law, you can have it. I made it myself." Naysa said. She didn't expect Jemmy to snatch the plate of spaghetti before Hank could reach it, and before anyone could react, Jemmy was already heading upstairs. Naysa laughed.

"He's possessive." Hank sighed, sitting next to Pearl who barked at him.

"Pearl!" Naysa laughed out loud. Today wasn't Hank's good day. Even Pearl was angry at him for just sitting next to it.

"Damn dog. If you weren't for my sister in law, I would have kicked you hundred meters away." Hank said to Pearl.

Naysa picked up Pearl and the small package Jemmy had left and walked into Jemmy's bedroom. He sat there eating the spaghetti.

"You didn't have to do that. He's your brother." Naysa said.

"And so?" Jemmy asked. "Forget about Hank. Get me at Spark hotel."