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Chapter 1185 - Chapter 1185 313 Viola takes action cleaning up the house

Chapter 1185: 313: Viola takes action, cleaning up the house! (Fourth Update)_5 Chapter 1185: 313: Viola takes action, cleaning up the house! (Fourth Update)_5 Viola Thompson gave a slight nod, “That makes some sense, I’ll reluctantly settle for some takeout then.”

Just at this moment, a doorbell sounded in the air.

Terrence Lentz was about to get up to open the door, but Viola stopped him, “I’ll get it.”

As her words fell, Viola stood up to answer the door.

The door opened to reveal a delivery guy in a blue rider’s uniform, “Here’s your food delivery.”

“Thank you,” Viola handed him the cold cola from her hand, “You’ve worked hard.”

The delivery guy, having delivered countless times, was accepting a customer’s cold cola for the first time. To top it off, the customer was such a pretty lady, he immediately responded with, “Thank you, Missy.”

“You’re welcome.”

Terrence Lentz knew Viola’s eating habits, so he had only ordered a small portion of each dish.

Even though they were having dinner at the same table, their food tasted entirely different.

Terrence Lentz looked at Viola, “Viola, when we’re together in the future, you don’t need to cook. I can do it.”

“Why?” Viola quite enjoyed cooking.

Because it allowed her to validate her self-worth.

Besides, she believed she had a knack for it.

Lentz continued, “Because a girl’s skin is delicate and not suitable for being in the kitchen all day. Do you know where the term ‘a yellow-faced wife’ comes from?”

Viola frowned slightly, “Does it come from cooking too much?”

Terrence Lentz nodded seriously, “Men have coarse skin and thick flesh; they aren’t afraid of the kitchen’s oil fumes, but girls are different. So, in the future, leave the dirty and tiring work of cooking to me.”

“Okay.”

Terrence Lentz breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Viola cooking for him was an act of love.

The love was a bit too heavy.

After dinner.

The two took a walk by the river, before Lentz drove her home.

He drove slowly.

A journey that usually took twenty minutes was stretched to forty minutes.

Even when the car stopped in front of the Thompson Family Manor, Terrence still felt that time had passed too quickly.

“Lentz, I’ll go in first. Good night.”

Terrence Lentz stood in front of the car door, watching her fading figure, “Good night.”

Before long.

The slender figure disappeared into the darkness.

Once at home.

Viola changed into slippers.

Mandel Thompson was free lately, sitting on the living room sofa reading the newspaper. He turned his head to Viola, “Little sis, did you get a chance to cook for Terrence today?”

“Yeah, I cooked dinner tonight,” replied Viola.

Mandel slightly narrowed his eyes and put down the newspaper, “What was his reaction?”

If a man truly loves a girl.

No matter how bad the food the girl cooks, he would smile and say it’s delicious.

If he doesn’t love her.

Then his true feelings will show.

Viola changed her shoes, “He said it tasted really good.”

Hearing this, Mandel silently put down his ‘knife.’

This round, let’s say Terrence passed.

Mandel went on to ask, “What time are you leaving tomorrow morning, little sis?”

“I have a flight at seven. I have to leave the house at five,” she replied.

“Alright,” Mandel picked up the newspaper again, “I’ll drive you to the airport in the morning.”

“Okay,” Viola nodded slightly.

Very soon.

Morning came.

Mandel got up punctually at four-thirty.

Despite the early hour, Sawyer Thompson and Mary Perryne also got up.

Mary had prepared a lot of delicious food for Viola.

As they sent Viola off as usual, she urged her to take good care of herself, and to tell them if she ran out of money.

Viola showed no impatience, nodding slightly, “Okay mom, I will take good care of myself.”

Their pet puppy and cat, Bread and Mantou, were following Viola. Although these small animals couldn’t speak, they seemed to understand that Viola was leaving, and their eyes flashed with a distinct color of reluctance.

Viola squatted down, cuddling Mantou first, before hugging Bread, “Bread, Mantou, when I’m gone, you have to behave yourselves and wait for me patiently.”

“Woof!”

“Meow!”

Seeing this, Mary Perryne laughed, “These two little guys are really clever. Viola, don’t worry, mom will take good care of them.”

“Okay.”

…

The flight from Capital City to Nine Continent Island takes eight hours.

Adding the time difference, when the plane landed, it was one in the morning.

Viola didn’t inform anyone.

She pulled her suitcase to the university alone.

What an uncertain freshman is like, that’s precisely what Viola was like now.

She didn’t try to stand out because of her achievements.

However.

Because of her experiments, Viola was currently living in a single person dorm.

So she did not worry about disturbing her roommates by returning late.

The next morning, Viola made a trip to the laboratory.