Anastasia's pov ðŸ‘
"Wow, Anna, it smells so nice in here!" Jerry said as he walks into the kitchen.
"Thank you!" I simply replied.
So... it's dinner time, Klaus already woke up an hour ago and he's in his study making some phone calls.
Since I have nothing to do to help our situation, I decided to cook some dinner..Â
"Now I wouldn't have to worry about cooking dinner..."
He reached for an apron and wears it around his neck, he also reached for gloves.
"... do you need any help?" He asked.
"Yeah, please help me with the broccoli"
He nods and gets on with it, I'm not a good cook but I hope this food will be edible since I'm giving it my all.Â
Ding, ding! the doorbell rang, I wash my hands to go check who's there but Jerry stopped me.
"You can't go, what if those reporters take a picture of you?"
I sighed and let him go in my stead. Those reporters are so persistent, they haven't left since morning.
