JEN'S POV
The sun is on top of shine when I go downstairs when I smelled something very delicious.
What is that?
I headed to the kitchen to found the jerk cooking.
I don't know that he knows how to cook.
“What are you cooking?" I asked in his back.
“Beefsteak with broccoli."
Ohhhh. It smells so nice.
“Anyway, what are you doing here and where's Manang Ester?"
“I'm cooking, don't you see? And Manang is in Australia."
“You are annoying. I'm adequately asking you and you will just answer me 'I'm cooking, don't you see?'" I mocked.
He doesn't have a good sense of humor.
“By the way jerk, don't you have work to do and you are still here?" I sat on the barstool.
“I cancel all of my appointments today. You're off today, right?" he questioned then, bring the plate with food in front o
