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Chapter 372
“Ms. Alyssa wants you to go in.” Sean turned aside as though Jasper was infectious.
“Thank you.”
Sean snickered, openly displaying his disgust. “You don’t have to thank me. It’s all
because of Ms. Alyssa’s generosity. I would have beaten you up and thrown you out.” With
that, he left the back kitchen. 1
Jasper inhaled and stepped into KS World Hotel’s spotless back kitchen that looked like a
sterile lab with
white decor and stainless steel tables and equipment.
The air was quiet. The only thing he heard was his breathing and his beating heart.
Turning a corner, he spotted a slender figure standing by the wide table that only
highlighted her petite
frame.
Today, Alyssa was charming in the white chef uniform, her hair tied and tucked neatly into
the chef’s hat.
She wore a transparent mask on her face and was fully focused on shaping a ball of dough
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtinto pastry.
She did not even notice his presence.
His eyes turned misty when he recalled Mrs. Rosie’s words.
She told him, “Mr. Jasper, the desserts you ate are not store-bought or made by pastry
chefs. Madam
made them for you! Even the house chef admitted that he is not as talented as she is!
“Look at you, wolfing them down. You did not know how much effort she’d poured into a
tiny piece of
dessert. She spent her day in the kitchen making the desserts without a word of complaint
about her
body aches.”
His expression wavered as the memory tugged at his heart. It was the first time he had
ever seen Alyssa
in the kitchen.
Apparently, she had spent the three years in his home, pouring her love and effort into the
food, while he
had never truly appreciated her.
He was a jerk who wasted her affection.
Alyssa frowned as she shaped the dough into choux pastries for Ada Kingsley, who wanted
to take them
home to Mosgravia for her mother.
The dessert was incredibly challenging, and after a whole afternoon’s work, Alyssa had
only managed to
make four successful choux pastries.
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“Phew! Finally,” she exclaimed with relief, wiping the sweat from her forehead after
successfully making
the fifth one.
Suddenly, a loud crunch broke the silence, and she looked up in shock, her eyes widening.
Then, she
screamed, “Jasper Beckett, you-”
Jasper calmly met her gaze as he chewed on her pastry. Only three choux pastries
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmremained on her tray.
“I didn’t give you permission to eat that! Spit it out right now!” Her face flushed with
anger, and she was
tempted to punch him in the face.
He disregarded her screams and took a slow bite, enjoying himself.
“You bastard! My desserts are not for you! Stop it right now!” Eyes flaming, she rushed to
grab half of the pastry puff in his hand. Panicking, he stuffed the rest of it into his mouth.
“You prick!” she bellowed in fury. The floor was still wet from the cleaning, causing her to
accidentally slip
and fall into his arms.
The impact sent his back ramming into the table. He frowned at the pain but secured his
arms around her
waist to make sure she was safe.
Her breathing became erratic after she sensed the touch of his fingers. Her lips pressed
against his,
separated only by her face mask.
They stood there in silence. He narrowed his eyes, trying hard to suppress the growing
desire inside of
him.
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