Chapter 155 - Mischa Is Cooking Dinner

When she entered the kitchen, Fae stopped in the doorway. She had never seen a man cook before.

Ren never cooked for her or the two of them because he was always surrounded by servants. Fae didn't even know if her husband can cook.

At first, she thought Mischa was like that too, considering that he was a high-ranking RMI official. He must also be wallowing in abundant wealth. 

So, seeing the man wearing an apron around the waist and cutting vegetables, Fae was really impressed.

"Give me the wine," said Mischa without turning around. He reached out his hand to accept the wine, which Fae immediately handed over. 

Mischa deftly opened the wine cork and poured a little into the glass.

"Hmm .. this is delicious," he commented. He then prepared a pan and two large steaks and quickly prepared the sauce. "Cooking is most fun when it's accompanied by a glass of good wine and nice chat."

"Uhmm ... is there anything I can do to help?" asked Fae, trying to offer help. She was embarrassed to just stand by and let her boss cook dinner.

"You can chop the vegetables and boil them for a while, then set the table," said Mischa, pointing to the vegetable beside him.

"Very well," said Fae. She quickly did what Mischa asked her to do. A moment later, she set the small dining table in the kitchen with cutlery and vegetables and drinks. She deliberately poured juice for herself and reasoned that she was sick, so she didn't have to drink wine.

Fae still didn't want to tell anyone about her pregnancy, including Mischa.

Ten minutes later, the two of them were seated at the dining table with delicious-looking dishes before them.

"Enjoy your meal," said Mischa, raising his glass. Fae raised her juice glass and clinked it to Mischa's wine glass.

"Thank you for dinner, Boss," said Fae.

"Don't think about it. The reason why I deliberately invited you to dinner here is to celebrate a new place. People say, if you move to a new house and don't do a housewarming, you will catch bad luck," said Mischa with a shrug. "I don't know whether to believe it or not. But anyway, we need to eat, after all."

"That's right," Fae nodded.

"I won't be able to do it later because tomorrow I'm going to Singapore for a week," said Mischa again. "So, I thought, we might as well celebrate tonight."

"Oh .. you will go to Singapore?" Fae knew Singapore was a tropical country, and the weather there must be very warm. It was so different from Moravia, which had entered the winter season, and the temperature could drop to below zero degrees.

Ah .. for once, she felt ashamed of herself. She had suspected all sorts of negative things, thinking Mischa had invited her to dinner to seduce her to sleep with him ...

It turned out ... he was just nice.

Ah, Fae was determined to never again hold negative thoughts about her very kind boss.

"Are you going to Singapore on business?" Fae asked Mischa. She was about to take out her notebook from her bag, but Mischa hurriedly waved to stop her.

"Not on business. I'm going to meet my family and have a Christmas holiday together," the man replied.

"Oh ..." Fae nodded and smiled, trying to hide her envy. She felt like her heart was pierced with many tiny needles. "It would be so much fun."

She just realized that it was already December 21st and that the Christmas holidays were coming. She had no one else in this world to celebrate the holiday together. Last year, she still spent Christmas with Ren. They were still very happy together.

Mischa deliberately didn't ask Fae's Christmas holiday plans because he didn't want to make her sad. 

Ahh .. if only Fae was Vega, tomorrow he would happily take the girl with him to Singapore and make her a Christmas present for Elios and Aleksis.

Unfortunately, it was proven that Fae was not Vega. She only had a face similar to Vega, and all the other similarities were just ... coincidences.

"I will keep myself busy at the office until the last day of work and then enjoy my holiday by resting," said Fae, trying to sound cheerful. "There are so many things I want to do."

"I'm glad to hear that," said Mischa. He looked at Fae for a while and then changed the conversation about the dish they were eating. "Do you like the food?"

Fae nodded happily. "I like it very much. Where did you learn to cook?"

"I was taught to cook by ..." Mischa swallowed hard. Even after 5.5 years have passed, it was still difficult to share his feelings about Lisa, his late girlfriend who was killed by the criminal group who kidnapped Vega.

Before he lived with Lisa, Mischa, like his foster father, Elios, was more adept at using knives to fight and kill people, rather than to cook. But after he met and fell in love with Lisa and then lived together with her, that gentle woman changed him a lot.

She taught Mischa to be a domestic man who liked activities at home and especially cooking. Sometimes, Mischa still missed her a lot. However, he had learned to move on.

"Sorry, if my question offended you ..." said Fae, who saw Mischa's gesture. The man looked uncomfortable answering her question. "No need to answer."

"It's okay. I don't mind answering it," said Mischa after he calmed down his emotion. "I was taught to cook by my girlfriend. She passed away several years ago."

"Oh ..." Fae really regretted the question just now. "Please accept my condolences."

Maybe Mischa still loved that woman so much that until now, when he was nearing fifty, he was always alone, thought Fae.

Finally, she focused her attention on the food and asked no more. She felt embarrassed because she had thought negative things about Mischa.

How could she think Mischa wanted to sleep with her when the man was just a sincerely nice human being? He even entrusted Fae to stay in his penthouse for a week when he traveled to Singapore to celebrate the Christmas holidays with his family.

After dinner was over, Fae excused herself to go clean up her room, organize her stuff, and then sleep. She got the room located at the very end of the hallway, while Mischa's room was at the other end so that they got privacy for themselves.

Fae had also decided not to enter Mischa's study and private sitting room because she felt she was just a guest there. She must know her place.

Ahhh ... when she laid her tired body on the bed, her heart seemed to cheer with joy because she felt the mattress was very soft and comfortable.. Fae immediately fell asleep soundly.