Afterwards, she quit her job, left the hospital, and stopped being a nurse.
She had a dream when she was young, which was to become a chef. How she ended up learning to make cakes was a sort of coincidence. Anyway, she slowly fell in love with dessert-making. Every time she'd step into the shop and put on her white chef's uniform, the sense of pride she felt was similar to when she used to wear her nursing attire. Then, she would pour all her heart into baking the tastiest cakes.
"Was it for this trifling issue that you kept pestering me ever since I came back? Is that it?" Avery Graham felt aggrieved. If she had known sooner that he had been brooding over this issue for so long, she would have clarified things earlier.
