Chapter 85

Lilian and Damian were driving home from work and they were in a relatively good mood in the car.

"What are you hungry for?" she asked him sweetly.

"How about your awful spaghetti."

Lilian frowned playfully. "That is Antonio's special recipe."

Damian smirked.

"No wonder it tasted familiar."

She chuckled a bit and the drive continued. The chauffeur was enjoying the atmosphere and politely asked if he could put on the radio.

"No," said Damian sternly. The driver shrugged. It was worth the try.

"Can we stop at the grocery? I need to pick up a few things if I'm going to make the spaghetti."

Damian raised an eyebrow.

"The maids do the grocery shopping."

"Yeah they do, but they have no idea that you are going to eat homemade food and besides, I am still a maid."

His last statement came out meekly and she turned away from him as she said it. The word brought back a whole lot of painful memories and Damian knew it too.