When Ai returned to the condo after spending her day in the library, she slowly opened the door and peeked inside to see what was going on between the brothers. She hoped that things would have taken a good turn.
Her nostrils twitched with a familiar smell in the air. She craned her neck more and saw Jun serving something to Jin on the dining table.
At Jin's side, he kept staring at the plate of chicken spaghetti with barbeque sauce sliding towards his side. After agreeing to help Jun to uncover the truth of past life, Jun insisted for him to stay some more time so that he can cook for him.
Jun cleared his throat and sat opposite him on a chair. "Help yourself."
Jin looked up at him with a complicated expression. "Spaghetti?"
"There was a lot of spaghetti in the house. I don't know why Ai brought so much," he loosened the shirt at his neck to breathe.
Ai, who was listening to them outside - "..."
She pursed her lips.
