After leaving the room, the smell of delicious cooking made Violet feel hungry. Violet immediately walked towards the kitchen however, Violet was surprised by the figure of Zero who was currently cooking.
Violet's presence made Zero immediately wake up and looked straight at Violet with a full smile.
"The dishes will be ready in about five minutes," Zero said telling Violet to wait a moment before the two of them finally had breakfast together.
"You made breakfast?" Violet asked, still unable to believe what she saw.
"Yes. Only for you," Zero answered confidently.
Violet frowned for a moment, she didn't understand why Zero was being so considerate of her.
"But I'm not used to having breakfast," Violet lied, she didn't want to take Zero's kindness for granted because Zero was a man she had to always be wary of.
Kryuk ... Suddenly, Violet's stomach sounded, which echoed in both Zero's and Violet's ears.
Zero immediately burst out laughing, for him Violet was both funny and weird. Zero didn't expect that Violet's ego was too high.
Violet, who was caught lying, immediately lowered her head in shame, she didn't expect that her stomach couldn't be cooperated with.
"It'll be ready in a moment. Wait at the dinner table, here's an order." Zero deliberately emphasized the word command so that Violet would obey him.
Violet obediently walked straight to the dining table, Violet chose a chair on the right side of the dining table.
It didn't take long for Zero to arrive with a plate containing Pastel de Nata. Violet stared at the food closely, however, Violet was still surprised that Zero actually could cook.
"Is this edible?" Violet asked, slightly doubting the taste of the pastel that Zero had made.
Zero raised an eyebrow upwards, he felt offended by Violet's attitude who doubted that Zero's cooking didn't taste good.
"Try it. Don't worry, I don't intend to poison you," Zero said quickly, while gently stroking Violet's head.
"I never said that this food is poisonous," Violet said quickly, she felt Zero's words cornered her.
"Of course. That's why eat it while it's still warm," Zero said quickly, smiling a little.
Violet actually didn't want to eat Zero's cooking, however, right now her stomach needed something to eat so Violet wouldn't lose energy.
With great doubts, Violet finally fed herself Zero's cooking. For a moment Violet was surprised at the taste of Zero's cooking which was very good and according to Violet's taste.
"I added a little hot chili seasoning there. I had time to find out that Indonesians like spicy food," said Zero.
Zero understood Violet's surprise that the pasta Violet had just eaten had the right level of spiciness for Violet's taste.
"Khm! It's pretty good," Violet praised half-heartedly.
I don't know why just because that sentence was able to make a cold and cruel figure like Zero feel flowery and even smile endlessly because he got praise from Violet.
"In the future I will often cook for you," Zero said with determination.
Violet who heard those words accidentally choked and coughed, Zero immediately got Violet a glass of water.
No half-hearted Violet finished a glass of water in a few seconds! Violet stared straight at Zero, whose expression on Zero's face now changed and looked worried.
What does Zero mean that will cook for him? has Zero become unemployed and fired from his job? so that Zero has free time to always cook like a chef?
"Did you just get into trouble at your job?" Violet asked probingly.
Zero raised an eyebrow in confusion.
"No," Zero said quickly.
"Ah, I see. Did you just get laid off?" Violet asked back with a look of pity on Zero.
Zero quickly shook his head quickly as a no answer to the question Violet had just asked him.
"Then? Why did you say that you will cook for me in the future? Listen carefully Mr. Zero," Violet said.
"I don't want to have an unemployed husband! I no longer want to work in bars and other nightlife places! Don't expect that you can sell me to places like that," Violet continued firmly.
"I'm not unemployed Violet," Zero argued emphatically.
"Even though I don't go to work, I will definitely earn one billion dollars per hour. That is the right and privilege of being the CEO of the company I manage," Zero continued patiently.
"Is that so," Violet said nervously, she didn't know that Zero's income would be that big.
Ah, it's useless for Violet to worry about Zero who is unemployed!
"Even though I'm busy. I will still take my time to provide good nutrition and nutrition for my wife, so in the future I will cook good food for you." Zero stared closely at Violet's face, which was so similar to the woman he once loved so much.
"No need. I'm pretty good at cooking," Violet said swiftly, she didn't want to always be a bother and be indebted to Zero.
"Really? Then please make me dinner!" Zero whined so spoiled like a child asking for candy.
Violet was no longer surprised by Zero's reaction, who was looking at her with eyes sparkling with hope like today.
Violet, who was reluctant to be stared at, was finally forced to nod her head in agreement with Zero's request.
Not long after that, Zero's ringing tone was heard. Zero immediately left Violet and picked up the phone call.
Violet, who is sensitive to changes in Zero's mood, knows from afar that Zero looks so serious and completely different when talking to someone on the other side of the phone.
About five minutes later Zero approached Violet again.
"Violet, I have to go somewhere now." Zero spoke seriously.
"Where? may I come?" Violet asked innocently.
Of course that question escaped Violet's lips, who was so curious about what Zero was doing in that place.
"No," Zero said firmly.
Violet could only nod resignedly and say.
"Go on," Violet said.
"I'll be right back. Then don't forget your promise to cook dinner for me," Zero said casually, gently stroking Violet's head before he finally left Violet at the dinner table.
Deg ... don't Violet beat fast again. Zero's attitude and behavior since the first meeting was so easy to sway Violet's heart!
"No Violet, you should go home and return to your Little Brother! Ignore the strange throbbing in your chest at this moment," Violet muttered doubtfully.
After finishing the pasta that Zero made, Violet wanted to quickly wash the dishes she used to eat. However, when he got to the sink.
Tap ... Violet's shoulder was touched by someone's hand, Violet immediately looked at that person.
"Just let me wash it madam," said an old woman about fifty years old.