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Chapter 405
Golden Hills Apartment.
Olivia glanced at Zyla on the bed, closed the door, and said to Fred, who was beside her, “Thank you.
Sorry to trouble you again.”
Fred scratched his head. “You’re welcome, Ms. Larson. You really shouldn’t be so polite with me.”
After that, he looked at her legs. “Ms. Larson, I’ll stay tonight. It’s tough for you to walk around, and Ms.
Jones is not emotionally stable. I’m afraid something will happen.”
She felt bad when he said that.
“I think that’s too much trouble for you. After all, you have to work part-time and take care of your sister.
I’m afraid…”
“No, my sister doesn’t really need my care now, I found a part-time job where I can work remotely, so
I’m not as hard-pressed as before.”
Fred smiled. “Speaking of which, I have to thank you. Without you, I wouldn’t be so relaxed.”
Olivia could not refuse after seeing him like this, so she pointed to the kitchen. “Since you say that,
then please help me make dinner. After dinner, you can go back to rest. I should be able to handle Zy.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Okay. What would you like to eat, Ms. Larson?”
“You can make something with whatever’s in the refrigerator. After that, you can make some porridge
for Zy.”
After that, Olivia chuckled helplessly. “Fred, stop calling me Ms. Larson. Just call me Olivia or Liv.”
Fred froze for a moment. Then, he scratched his head again. “Can I call you Sis Liv like Ms. Jones
does?”
“Sure. Just don’t call me Ms. Larson.”
“Okay.” Fred smiled shyly, “Sis Liv, I’m going to cook now. You should go rest.”
“Okay.”
Olivia sat on the sofa with her crutches after watching him enter the kitchen.
For some reason, being called ‘Sis Liv’ by Fred gave her goosebumps.
Although she had a younger brother, there was a huge age gap between lan and her.
It was a bit weird to suddenly be called Sis by such a tall and burly person.
Moreover, she had seen that since that incident, Fred seemed to be a different person.
The impulsive and crazy boy from that night was gone, and he had been replaced by a caring and
optimistic big boy.
Some things in the world were so wonderful.
People could change in just the snap of a finger.
After a while, Fred came out with a plate.
“Sis Liv, there aren’t many things in the kitchen, so I just made a few dishes. I don’t know if they’ll suit
your taste.”
She stood up and looked at the table.
There were two dishes and one bowl of soup. They all looked delicious, surprising her.
“They smell delicious, so they should taste good too.”
Olivia sat at the dining table with her crutches. She looked at Fred, who was serving her the plates, and
joked, “Fred, with these cooking skills, you won’t have to worry about finding a girlfriend.”
Upon hearing this, he was embarrassed. “You’re exaggerating. No one will like me since I have a sister
who is seriously ill.”
“Nonsense. You have such good craftsmanship, good looks, and a sense of responsibility. A guy is very
sought-after in all generations.”
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She scooped up a spoonful of soup. Then, she lowered her head and took a sip before praising. “What
soup is this? It’s quite delicious.”
“I made fish soup so it’d be light.”
“Teach me how to make it when you have time. Next time, I will cook it for Zy, so she won’t keep saying
that my dishes are too heavy.”
Fred’s ears turned red from the compliment. He lowered his head to wolf down the food on his plate,
not daring to take anymore food.
Seeing this, Olivia gave him a large piece of meat. “Eat more meat. Don’t just eat whatever’s on your
plate.”
“Oh, thank you.”
“How old are you?”
“Twenty.”
“Are you in university?
Fred shook his head. “My sister fell seriously ill when I was in my first year, so I dropped out. But it’s
fine, I can still work and make money.”
What he said made Olivia think of Zyla. She felt a pang of pain in her heart.
“Let me send you back to school once your sister recovers.”