Game Over, Mr. CEO: Your Wife Is Done (Winter and Chris) novel Chapter 372

Chapter 372

Try making them?

Was she using him as a guinea pig?

“All right, Roy. Go sit on the couch. I’ll call you when the food is ready.”

Winter put on an apron and started prepping the ingredients.

Roy didn’t leave. Instead, he stood off to the side with his cane, watching her slightly chaotic figure move around the kitchen.

Only when the phone in his left pocket buzzed did he finally make his way to the living room and sit down on the couch.

He took out his phone. Gavin had sent him a draft of the public clarification.

He didn’t read it. A second later, Gavin sent another message.

“Mr. Xander, the clarification statement is ready.”

Holding the phone in one hand, Chris replied, “Leave the rest until I get back.”

“Yes, sir.‘

Zion went out to the balcony to take a call.

Winter was reaching for the jar of chili paste on the upper shelf. They had not used it last time, and Zion had casually put it somewhere that was easy for him to reach, but completely out of reach for her.

Just as she was about to grab a chair to stand on, a hand reached past her ear and took an unopened jar down from the cabinet.

Winter turned and saw Roy holding it. He twisted off the lid and handed it to her.

“Thanks, Roy. Being tall really does come in handy.” Winter took it with a smile and turned back toward the stove.

He stood there quietly, watching her move around the kitchen.

The simple warmth of it made the whole place feel like home.

He simply watched in silence.

Winter finished putting together a spicy stew and covered the pot. When she turned around, she realized Roy was still in the kitchen.

“Why aren’t you in the living room?” Her eyes were clear and bright. “You don’t seem to watch TV much. Your place is so quiet.”

Roy looked at her silently. Then he turned and left the kitchen with his cane.

Once everything was ready, Zion carried the dishes and the soup over to the dining table.

Both he and Winter thought of the last time Roy had taken off his mask in front of them.

Zion spoke first.

“G, we’ll head out first. Call us if you need anything.”

Then his stomach suddenly felt off. He turned to Winter and said, “Ms. Scott, give me a minute. I need to use the bathroom.”

Once Zion had headed to the bathroom, Roy set down his utensils and glanced at Winter, who was ladling soup for him. Then he took out his phone.*

“I forgot to ask. You said you weren’t feeling well a few days ago. Are you better now?”

Winter remembered the message she had sent him before Chris took her to the island. She had told him she wasn’t feeling well and couldn’t come cook for him.

She nodded. “Much better. I went somewhere for a few days, and it helped clear my head.”

A trace of warmth flickered in his dark brown eyes.

“I’m glad you’re feeling better.”