First List

Clara is now staring at Mr. K's back, who was cooking according to her previous order.

The beautiful view from the dining table is all that Clara can tell about her husband.

According to Clara, her husband was the perfect package, unless she had to remember Mr. K's work, who could threaten her without realizing it.

"Huft, Tisha is annoying. Why does it have to be full-time? Even though Tisha has a point," grunted little Clara, which only sounded faintly in Mr. K's ears which is quite a distance from Clara's position.

Not so long, Mr. K served the steak with barbecue sauce with mashed potatoes according to Clara's order.

"Wow ... looks like this is delicious," said Clara with her sparkling eyes staring at the plate containing the food she requested.

"Eat," said Mr. K with both ends of his lips pulled up to make a perfect curve.

Clara quickly nodded her head and grabbed her cutlery so she could eat it immediately.