Heart Hunting

Chapter 93

The soft wind blows in this quiet night. And the stars are shining in the sky.

Poppy is awakened up by the sense of hunger in the middle of the night. She goes downstairs, planing to make some food.

Kenny is still working. He hears the sound from outside. He goes out with curious and finds that the light in the kitchen is on. So he goes into the kitchen, then finds Poppy who is looking for something.

He leans against the door lazily, and puts one hand into the pocket. “I thought it is a mouse.”

Poppy is so concentrative that she is scared by Kenny. She gives him a stank eye. “Are you a ghost? Why didn’t you make a sound when you walk.”

“It’s because you are too obsessed with it.” He walks in and asks, “are you hungry?”

“What do you think I’m doing in the kitchen at this time?” Poppy stops and gives him a supercilious look.

She wanted to cook noodles, but she found that there is no suitable pot. So she was looking for it.

Seeing her being clumsy, Kenny takes over the pan from her hand and says, “let me do it. Go out and wait for it.”

Poppy looks at him with the obvious distrust in her eyes.

Kenny raises the pan and asks, “little mouse, are you sure you want to cook noodles with this pan?”

“I didn’t find any other suitable one.” Poppy answers.

“All right. Just go out to wait for me, I know where the pot is.” Kenny looks up and rummages through the cupboard above his head, and soon finds a pot.

“Don’t waste too much time. I’m so hungry!” Poppy isn’t polite to him.

“It’ll be done before you fall asleep anyway.” Kenny looks at her back and responds.

Poppy curls her mouth and walks out of the kitchen. She sits in the dining room and leans her chin on her hands, then looks at him busy in the kitchen. She is not interested in appreciating the charm of the man in the kitchen. She is just wondering when she can eat the noodles.

Fifteen minutes later, with the smell of meat and eggs floating in the air, she can’t help but urges, “haven’t you done it yet?”

“It’s done!” Kenny puts out the fire, and comes out with a bowl of noodles in his hands.

It looks so delicious that Poppy can’t wait any longer to picks up the chopsticks. “I’m eating.”

“Go ahead.” Kenny sits opposite her, and looks at her eating.

Although it’s not elegant to gobble, she is a beauty after all, and won’t be too ugly.

“You’re a lady, remember? Be elegant, OK?” Kenny makes fun of her.

“Elegant? Elegance has never been with me together. I eat when I’m hungry. Why should I be so stagy.” Poppy recalls the days when she was abroad before she says that.

She ignores him and continues to eat the noodles.

helps her

lazily.

dishes and catches up with her.

looks at him in surprise and shakes his arm off her

charge you for making you the noodles, so...why not just sleep with me tonight?” Kenny

a big bed in your own bedroom. Don’t huddle

just like to huddle with

“You jerk...”

…

is a sunny

coming out of the same room. A big smile shows on

did you sleep well last night? Did Kenny bully

out of bed several times last

is too lazy to explain. She says lazily to

leave when saying. “I should look it up in some books to find out what kind of soup

back of his mother, and says to Poppy, “my mom

such

of the

I can help?” She was driven out of the kitchen under many reasons by Mrs. Murphy

pancake and you can have it.” Mrs. Murphy opens the oven

great that Poppy thinks

the kitchen is just for fear that I might learn

my Kenny after you know how to cook?” Mrs.

use the “policy of mollification”, which means, she would first satisfy Poppy’s stomach, and then help her

have an affair with him.” Poppy accidentally tells the truth, which makes Mrs. Murphy doesn’t

puts the pancake on the table, and glares at Kenny unhappily. “Kenny, see how shameless

filling the bowls with the porridge. When he hears that, he feels helpless. “Mom, why do

unhappy. She takes a piece of pancake and says,

Murphy while having the porridge. “It’s so

at Poppy with a smile. “Enjoy it if you like, and I

somehow

enjoying the breakfast, a phone call

phone to

changes. She doesn’t want to answers

the phone and says, “my lady, but this is the third call from Mrs. Morris.” She has already ignored the two previous phone calls on purpose, but his Mrs. Morris still keeps calling in, as if she’s not

choice but to answer

phone. I have something important for

uses the hands-free function and holds the toast

It sounds that Mrs. Morris is very happy. Yes,

thinks. Whenever Mrs. Morris calls, there is never anything good to tell

Murphy doesn’t want to lose. It’s not about money, but her dignity. She knows what those women who wins the money would say about her behind her

your own, right? Just leave it to the servant. Come on, Mrs. Murphy.

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