The smile on Shelly's face gradually faded. She did not know why, but she started to feel that Nox had changed for the better, and she seemed to have started to accept him.
She gritted her teeth, not wanting to think too much about it. Seeing that Nox had finished his meal, she took the initiative to clear the plates.
"I'll do it." Nox shouted at Shelly, "Since I've cooked, let me do the dishes as well."
Shelly frowned. Did Nox's personality change today? What was he trying to do? She found it very unusual. Moreover, it was not the weekend. Did he not need to go to work today? Shelly had many questions, but in the end, she kept it all to herself.
She sat on the sofa and watched Nox busy himself. Although his movements were a little clumsy, she could tell that he was trying his best to adapt to the situation. Hence, she turned around and decided not to look.
