Villain Ch 286. You Taste Like Wonton Soup
After their heartfelt embrace, Jane reluctantly pulled away, her cheeks tinged with a faint blush. She cleared her throat, trying to regain her composure. "Um... I think the wonton soup is ready. I'll go grab it," she mumbled, her voice slightly shaky. She hadn't anticipated that her spontaneous decision to visit Allen would unveil such a significant piece of his past.
Allen nodded, his gaze softening as he looked at Jane. "Alright. And I'll get the bandage," he replied.
With a firm grip on the oven mitts, Jane carefully retrieved the steaming bowl of wonton soup from the microwave. The heat radiated through the mitts, causing a gentle warmth to spread across her hands. She placed the bowl gently on the kitchen counter, the rich aroma of the savory broth wafting up and enveloping the room. It was a simple meal, but she hoped it would bring some comfort to Allen, even if just for a moment.
