Chapter Four
"I thought for a moment you were going to say, 'Whatever you want to eat, I'll cook it for you,'" she joked, knowing full well that he couldn't cook at all.
After all, as a scion of privilege, born with a silver spoon in his mouth, how could Ryan Gregory ever be expected to catch a whiff of a kitchen?
She still remembered the first time she fell ill with a fever, he hadn't even known how to care for her.
Because Ryan, the esteemed young master of the Gregory Family, had never taken care of anyone before.
It had always been the other way around.
Ryan Gregory's lips curved up, "If I cook, would you dare to eat it?"
"I'd dare, just afraid you wouldn't dare to cook."
She said deliberately, relishing this rare opportunity to tease him.
She thought he would back down.
But...
He laughed and nodded, "Since you dare to eat, what wouldn't I dare to do? How about it? Do you want to come down and instruct me?"
