Fit For Your Love

Rachel had an objection when Brayden said that he wanted to find her a teacher.

She wanted to learn on her own, which was what she felt in her heart.

But Everett told her that with enough connections and money she could achieve her goals faster.

She was convinced by him.

Indeed, it was not cheating, and he was trying to use his connections to help her achieve her goal instead of pulling strings for his own gain.

The stairs were over there. It was up to her if she wanted to go up.

Since Everett had given so much, his efforts wouldn't be in vain.

She would work hard to make it possible.

In a flash, a week passed.

Rachel's studies were on the right track, and she felt much better after going through the difficult period. She was relieved.

Seeing the teacher away, Rachel looked at the time. It was 4: 50 pm.

It was almost time for dinner.

Rachel looked into the kitchen.

The smells of delicious foods floated all around her, accompanied by Coco's voice.

Dad, what kind of soup is it? It smells good."

"Chicken soup."

"I want some."

"Here you are."

"Dad, I'm going to see if mommy's class is over, and then I'll ask her to come down for dinner."

"Wait a minute."

"Ah? Why?"

Rachel walked into the kitchen. "Because mommy's class is over."

The little girl standing next to Everett immediately turned around and looked at Rachel. "Mommy!"

She ran over and hugged Rachel. She was overjoyed.

"Mommy, daddy made a lot of delicious food. I like it so much!"

She quickly pulled Rachel over and pointed at the pot of stew on the kitchen table.

At the first sniff, Rachel knew what Everett had done. She walked over to Everett and looked at him. He was brightening up the cold dishes.

Everett was very particular about cooking. He had a high standard in its color, aroma and taste.

It could be said that the dishes he served were the same as those cooked in a big hotel outside.

But he did it better.

She liked to eat what he made.

Everett looked at her and his eyes fell on her relaxed brows. "It's getting easier," he said.

Rachel smiled faintly and went to wash her hands. "It's a lot easier. The more I learn, the more interesting it is."

After washing her hands, she wanted to help him.

But as soon as she reached out, a cup of ginseng tea landed on her hand.

"Drink this."

Rachel was helpless. "Let me help you first."Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Everett, "Drink it first."

His words were irrefutable, and Rachel could not refuse them.

Coco watched them from the side, tittering behind her hand.

Hearing Coco's laughter, Rachel drank the ginseng tea in the cup and looked at her. "It's not safe in the kitchen, go and play with Furry," she said.

Coco was very sensible. She was a child and did not understand the feelings of adults, but she could see and feel it.

"Okay!"

"I'll leave you two alone!"

She ran out quickly as she said.

Rachel was surprised. "Where did you learn this?" she asked.

"From Tony."

Everett handed the cold dish to her after he was satisfied with it.

The dish was in Rachel's hands before she could react. She said without thinking too much, "I'll take it out first."

"Okay."

Rachel walked out, and Everett looked at her. After a while, he turned around.

The dinner was very sumptuous, with five dishes and two soups in Chinese style.

Coco lay on the sofa on a full stomach, motionless.

Rachel and Everett cleaned the table and the kitchen.

Everett was the only one who was doing the chores while Rachel was on his side.

Everett wouldn't let her do it.

Standing beside Everett, Rachel looked at him and thought of the moment when he played piano and busied himself in the study, especially at night. Rachel said, "You work so hard."