The Runaway Lover by Kyzyl Mhy (best classic books of all time .TXT) 📗

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Fifteen 

 

Felix let out a frustrated groan as he stared at the burnt food on the pot. He was trying to cook dinner but all his attempts failed. Truth be told, Felix is capable of doing anything, just not cooking. 

“I should have just ordered some delivery---Sh*t F*ck!” He cursed when he realized that he left something cooking in the oven. If it wasn’t for the smell of burning food, he would have not noticed it. 

He quickly wore a mitten and open the oven to take the burnt chicken out. Then the kitchen was filled with smoke and the smell of burning food.  

“Oh, dear! What happened here?” asked Tina who had just stepped inside the kitchen. 

Yohann too was with her, and both of them were trying to fan the smoke away. Felix looked at them and sighed. 

“I tried...” He spoke. 

“Burning the whole kitchen?” Tina teased and chuckled. 

Tina walked towards him and Yohann tagged along. Felix sighed and shyly looked away while Tina and their son looked at the evidence of his failed attempts. 

“Burnt... but can still be used,” Tina said as she examined the super roasted chicken using a fork. “Do you have some pasta and some cream?” She asked. 

“Yes, they’re in the pantry,” Felix replied. 

Tina smiled and nodded, before shifting her attention to Yohann who was holding on to the hem of her top. Both of them were now wearing the clothes that Felix asked his secretary to buy.  

“How about you have a seat first?” She smilingly asked her son. “...while mommy cooks dinner,” she added. 

“Yes, mommy...” Yohann replied and nodded before he made his way to sit on the dining chair. 

Then Tina turned to look at Felix. “You should go freshen up.” She smiled. “Let me handle the kitchen work.” She added. 

“Are you sure?” He asked and Tina nodded. 

“Yes. 100%!” She cheered. “But you first have to tell me where the pantry is...” she said. 

 

-Tina- 

The thought of Felix trying to cook dinner, made a part of me want to praise him. I appreciate the fact that he wants to try even if he does not know how to. So I think, in the future it will be best if  all the cooking duties should be left to me so that the kitchen does not end up in ashes. 

I decided to cook chicken pasta with white sauce. I started by heating up a pan and melting some butter, then I added the flour and mixed them together. There was a lot of stirring involved so the flour won’t be burnt or end up sticking to the pan, then I added some milk. 

“That smells yummy, mommy!” Yohann cheered. 

I am not that good of a cook, but I can say that my cooking skills are definitely better compared to Felix. I once attended some cooking classes with Kassie, and I also asked her for some cooking tips before. 

After I made the sauce, I then shifted my attention to the water that I boiled. I opened a pack of pasta and placed them in, and allowed them to cook for a few minutes. Since the chicken was already cooked by Felix – more like burnt – I just decided to wash some of the dishes and clean the kitchen, before I set the table.  

Somehow this whole set-up made me feel like a housewife. I have always dreamt of becoming one, but how on Earth will I turn into one when I don’t even have a husband? 

After I gave birth to Yohann, I pretty much gave up on that dream. I have accepted my fate. Rather than looking for the man for me, I should just focus on becoming the best mom for him. 

When the cooking was finished, I served the pasta. Yohann excitedly ate up, and he even gave me compliments saying that I was the best chef. 

“Eat up, my little man,” I said as I caressed his hair. 

“Yes, mommy!” He replied. 

I watched my son as he ate with gusto. Then my thoughts went on asking where about Felix. It’s been an hour but he still hasn’t come back down.  

Should I go and inform him? 

- 

Felix has finished washing up, and he was now dressed in his usual sleeping attire. He wanted to go and join them for dinner but he wasn’t feeling well. His initial plan was just to lie down on his bed and relax but he ended up drifting off to sleep. 

Tina on the other hand had just made her way up to the second floor. She was planning to call Felix for dinner. 

At first, she thought she would get lost on her way to finding his bedroom but she easily spotted it – it was the one with the door slightly open.  

“Felix...” Tina called as she knocked on the door. 

“Dinner is ready.” She informed. “The food is getting cold, but I can heat it up if you want.” She added. 

She waited for his response but there was none. So, she decided to push the door open and walk in to check if he was there. 

This man sure loves minimalism... Tina thought when she noticed that the room had the same style as the one in his penthouse. She continued to walk inside then she found Felix lying on the bed. 

 

-Felix- 

My body was feeling weak, and my head felt like it was about to burst open. I want to stand up and join them for dinner but I could not bring myself to stand up.  

“Felix...” I heard a familiar voice called my name. 

“Hmm...” I groaned as I slowly opened my eyes.  

It was blurry at first, then I saw someone.  

“Oh, dear! You’re hot!” She said after feeling my temperature using her hand. 

“I’m always hot...” I said to crack up a joke as I tried to sit up. 

“That’s true but---Dear! What I mean is that you have a fever!” She replied. 

I chuckled as I raised my head to look up at to her. I was feeling sick a while ago – I still am now – but after seeing her I somehow regained my strength. 

“Shall we go have dinner?” I asked as I tried to stand up but she suddenly pushed me down causing us both to lie on the bed – I accidentally held her arm so she fell on top of me. 

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