Chapter 394 Touch Her Heart
"He's not home?"
Clarissa looked at the time. It was already 5:30 p.m. It was obviously impossible for Anderson to go to the company at this time.
Where did he go?
To be honest, Clarissa had already felt a little uneasy after she had come clean to him. When she woke up and found that Anderson was not here with her, she felt a little disappointed.
But after all, she was a rational person. She thought that maybe he had something important to do and went out at the last minute.
As Clarissa thought about this, she couldn't help but shake her head and laugh.
Because Pattie and the servants were all on holiday today, she had to cook her own dinner.
Clarissa turned around and went to the kitchen to get something to eat.
At this moment, the door of the kitchen, which had always been closed, opened.
Then Clarissa saw a man in an apron standing there with a spatula in his hand, holding a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes in his hand.
"You're awake? Go wash your hands and get ready for dinner."
Clarissa was a little taken aback. "You didn't leave?"
Anderson raised his eyebrows and looked at her. "Leave? To where?"
Clarissa stood there, staring at him. He was wearing a casual shirt and an apron. Suddenly, tears welled up in her eyes.
She rushed over and wrapped her arms around Anderson's waist.
Clarissa buried her face in his chest and said in a muffled voice coquettishly, "I thought you were angry."
The sense of sensitivity and uneasiness that she refused to admit when she was alone were fully exposed at this moment.
Anderson slightly raised the corner of his mouth as he felt her love for and dependence on him. It was something he rarely experienced before. A smile appeared in his eyes and he murmured, "Didn't you want to find out how Mark died? Go to eat first. I'll investigate it with you during these few days of holidays."
"Really?" Clarissa raised her head in surprise.
"Yeah."
Anderson really wanted to hug her and kiss her now, but he could not do that as he was holding a kitchen shovel with one hand and a dish with the other.
"Will this affect your work?" Clarissa knew that he was actually very busy.
"No, it won't. I'm free recently."
"Oh, alright then!"
"Hurry to wash your hands. Dinner will be served once the soup is ready."
"Alright."
When Clarissa finished washing her hands, she saw that there were already three dishes on the table, one was scrambled eggs with tomatoes, one was grilled fish, and the other was roasted turnips. They were all her favorites.
Anderson was still cooking soup in the kitchen. Clarissa walked in curiously and asked, "I thought you never cook before? Were you the one who cooked all this?"
Anderson nodded and pointed to the recipe on the table next to him.
"I got it from the bookshelf in the afternoon, so I learned a bit. Have a taste?"
Clarissa nodded and went towards him hurriedly. She picked up the cutlery to try the scrambled eggs.
Although the taste was not as good as that of the top chefs, for people who cooked for the first time, it was perfect.
Clarissa couldn't help but praise, "It's delicious!"
She took another bite of the grilled fish.
She was even more surprised.
Clarissa quickly tried the roasted turnips.
Mmmmmmm...
"Anderson, you should be a cook instead of a business man. I think you're a gifted cook. The taste is incredible."
Anderson came out with the soup and said with a smile, "Is it really so delicious?"
"I'm serious. If you don't believe me, you can have a try!"
"Alright."
Clarissa picked up a roasted turnips with her cutlery and was about to hand it to him. However, Anderson bent down to bite the turnips from her mouth.
She was stunned for a moment. But Anderson had already taken the turnips from her. After chewing a few times, he smiled and said, "Well, it tastes good."
Clarissa blushed.
She pretended to glare at him angrily, but she could not hold it for more than a second.
She couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth with a faint smile while her heart swelled.
When Anderson saw this, he knew that she had completely opened her heart to him. His heart grew even softer.
Anderson held her in his arms and tasted her beautiful lips carefully.
This kiss was very gentle, with a lot of affection. He kissed her lips, nose, eyebrows, eyes, forehead, and finally landed on the back of her soft hand.
"Clarissa, I love you."
Clarissa's heart skipped a beat.
It was said that men were not good at expressing their feelings. They rarely confessed their love verbally. Hence, they might say they loved you although they didn't mean it.
But why was she so touched at this moment?
Was it only because the person who had said it was Anderson?
No, it was not like that.
It was because Anderson was more powerful and deep than any other man she had ever seen. He was calm and had been saintly in his self-restraint, but when it came to Clarissa, it was hard for him to control his emotions. He would do things and say things that he would not do or say under normal circumstances.
The three words were simple but were the most touching three words at the bottom of her heart.
Clarissa smiled, but the corner of her eyes was moist. She wrapped her arms around his waist and said sincerely, "Me too."
They didn't know how they finished the meal.
The two of them were all lovey-dovey during the meal. It took them two hours to finish a simple meal.
After dinner, Clarissa did not allow Anderson to wash the dishes. She insisted on washing the dishes by herself.
After all, she could not always let Anderson be the one who always gave. Although the other side was willing, she still felt that she should do something to make it seem fair.
Anderson did not stop her, but looked at her lovingly.
At this moment, Clarissa's cell phone rang.
At this time, it was naturally not convenient for her to pick it up, so she shouted, "Can you help me take it?"
Anderson walked to the living room and picked up her phone. He looked at the caller ID and it was a call from Marty.
He slightly raised his eyebrows and felt a little surprised.
When Clarissa saw that it was Marty, she got Anderson to pick it up and put it on speaker.
"What can I do for you?"
"Clarissa, I'm looking for Anderson. Is he here?"
Huh?
Clarissa was stunned for a moment. She raised her head and looked at Anderson.
"Why did you call me if you're looking for him?"
"Hehe, I can't get through his phone. That's why."
Anderson heard this and looked at his phone. He did not know his phone was dead, so he put the phone aside to start charging. Then he took Clarissa's phone from her.
"What's the matter?"
Marty told Anderson everything.
It turned out that the Sapphire Financial Group would hold an auction every four years at the international hall tomorrow night. Marty asked Anderson if he would go this year.
The auction of the Sapphire Financial Group was different from other auctions. The items being auctioned were all national treasures. So it would eventually be returned to the country, and some of the money raised from the auction would be donated to charity.
On the surface, it was called an auction, but it was more like a charity bazaar.
As for this Sapphire Financial Group, it was said that its background was quite mysterious.
Clarissa had heard of it by chance. She only knew that it belonged to one of the three major families in the world. The family power was spread throughout the world and had hundreds of years of history.
Moreover, it was said that this family had a history with Ascijan, but she didn't know exactly what it was.
The auction held this time would be attended by the leaders of the country. Naturally, it was not easy for ordinary people to attend.
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