Stop It, She’s Remarrying! By Stellar Strands Chapter 133
Fia fell on her knees as she looked at her surroundings, her vision blurred by tears. She was like a child that had been left all alone at the crossroads. She didn’t know where to go from there.
She held her mom’s shawl tightly as she began to cry like a wounded puppy.
She felt all the sorrow that she kept inside of her slowly corroding her as she lost herself to her pain.
She didn’t know how much time had passed. Just as she could feel the pain in her head coming from all her sobbing, the doorbell rang.
She sobbed as she looked at the door in shock.
Someone knocked on the door. “Fia?”
It was Jason’s voice.
Fia wiped her tears and simply yelled at the door as she tried to cope with the pain in her heart. “What is it?”
Jason frowned outside the door.
Her voice was very hoarse. She must have cried for a very long time.
“I slept for a while and I was awakened by my hunger. I wanted to cook a meal for myself, but I realized
my electric rice cooker doesn’t work anymore!” He yelled out loudly, worried that she might not hear him.
Fia sat on the floor and blinked twice before quickly standing up and opening the door.
“I have a rice cooker. I’ll grab it for you.”
Jason pretended not to see her red eyes and unkempt hair.
“My electric cooker isn’t working too.”
“Huh?” Fia looked a bit confused. She had cried too much just now and still hadn’t fully recovered.
“Can I borrow your kitchen?” Jason asked carefully.
Fia simply nodded.
He smiled gently and said, “I’ll go whip something up. You haven’t eaten too, right? Let’s eat together.”
Fia then looked at Jason as he removed his shoes and headed to the kitchen. She quickly opened the
There was a pair of male slippers inside. It was Conrad’s.
She hesitated for two seconds, grabbed the slippers, and then chased after him.
“Evans, the floors can be a bit cold. Wear these.”
Fia then asked, “How do you know where the kitchen is?”
“It has the same layout as my apartment.”
Jason turned and glanced at her. “If you’re not busy, can you give me a hand?”
He looked at her, “Maybe you can wash up first?”
Fia saw how unkempt she looked from the mirror and said, “Give me a second.”
After she left the kitchen, Jason opened the fridge. The fruits and the vegetables in the fresh food compartment had begun to show signs of decay.
He found a bag and quickly cleaned it up before throwing it into the bin in the corridor.
He then ordered through his phone some vegetables and fruits to be delivered.
Once Fia was back after freshening up, Jason had already plugged in the rice cooker and defrosted a slab of beef.
He said, “There are no vegetables in the fridge so I’ll do something with the beef.”
“Sure,” she said numbly. She still hadn’t freed herself from her grief and it looked like part of her soul was missing.
He then asked, “Can you eat spicy food? I found a bag of dried chili in your cabinet. If you can eat spicy food, I’ll try and make something out of it and the beef.”
“Yes, I can.”
When Fia looked at how he was busy preparing the meal, she awkwardly played with her fingers.
“Can I help you with something?”
“I can’t find the cornstarch. Can you help me find it?”
Fia opened her cabinet and realized the dried chili and cornstarch were in the same place.