The water in the pot was boiling. Phoebe had just grabbed some noodles and was about to put them into the pot when the kitchen door was suddenly pushed open, and a tall and upright figure stood at the doorway. "We haven''t eaten either."


    Phoebe paused with the noodles in hand. "I''m cooking in noodles; they won''t suit your distinguished taste. You can order takeout."@@novelbin@@


    Theodore leaned against the door frame, his gaze deep and enigmatic. "Phoebe, don''t bite the hand that feeds you."


    With a forceful move, Phoebe snapped the noodles into several pieces. She raised her eyebrows and looked at Theodore challengingly, defiance written all over her face. "So I''m ungrateful, what are you going to do about it?" Theodore narrowed his eyes, a cold smirk appearing on his lips. "It seems you need a reminder not to forget your ce, or you wanna take another loss?"


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