In the end, she fulfilled Ryan Sterling's wish.
The chicken soup wasn't even finished simmering, but its aroma already filled the entire villa.
Evelyn Grant handled these tasks with ease; after all, she used to cook for Julian Sterling all the time.
But he had never liked it.
It had made her lose all confidence, and she even began to wonder if her cooking was any good at all.
After a moment's hesitation, Evelyn Grant let the soup cool slightly before carrying a bowl into Ryan Sterling's bedroom.
He certainly seemed to love it.
He took one sip and nearly drained the entire bowl.
"Is there more?"
"...Yes."
Evelyn returned to the kitchen to get him more. "Slow down, there's plenty left! If you finish it all, I can always make more."
Ryan Sterling's spirits genuinely seemed to lift after he had the chicken soup.
He was even able to prop himself up on his elbows and offer her a slight smile.
"Thank you. You've gone to so much trouble."
It was such a simple sentence.
