Maverick Knight: "..."
He remained silent.
Seeing his gaze, as if looking at an idiot, Aurora Blaine wanted to cover her face.
Wasn't this what Timothy Knight meant by acting spoiled?
She saw all those delicate girls doing this. Damn, this feels odd, something's not quite right…
Whatever, act a little pitiful, asking him for help to make some instant noodles shouldn't be a problem, right?
Seeing he's still not moving, Aurora wondered if he, like her, found adding flavor packets troublesome?
She quickly relented, "If push comes to shove, I'll add the flavor packet myself."
Maverick Knight couldn't follow her logic. He walked to the dining area and saw two cups of instant noodles on the table, with a packaged marinated egg and a sausage next to them.
He lowered his eyes, lost in thought.
Aurora was waiting, but then saw Maverick walk out of the dining room, hands still in his pockets, not taking the instant noodles at all.
