Chapter 73. Running a Fever

After settling Primrose on the seat and placing some snacks and juice in front of her, Joel busied himself to prepare

dinner. He cooked two portions of spaghetti effortlessly, his movements both swift and graceful. Primrose didn't know when she had become captivated, leaning her chin on her hand as she watched.

At home, Joel only wore a regular T-shirt and long pants. His short-sleeved shirt now fits snugly, revealing his strong and well-defined muscles along with his prominent knuckles. Meanwhile, Primrose sat a bit away from Joel, allowing her to see his broad and sturdy back along with his graceful movements. Suddenly, Primrose felt like she was in some famous Japanese restaurant, and she was the customer who had come to order food, watching the chef cook right before her—an incredibly enjoyable experience.

"Joel, if you don't want to be a CEO in the future, you can open a restaurant and become a chef," Primrose casually exclaimed, her soft