Chapter 211

Layla sighed helplessly and walked into the kitchen. "If you're hungry, you can just tell me." "I want to make you breakfast," Samantha replied. Layla didn't respond, but she felt warmth in her heart. It was hard to resist someone who cared. However, she wasn't prepared to allow Samantha into the kitchen just yet. "I've got this covered. Go and wait outside." "How about I watch you cook? Maybe if I watch enough, I'll learn." Layla shot her a cautious look but ultimately agreed and added, "You can watch, but remember, don't touch anything." "Got it." Samantha stood by, eagerly watching, like a curious student. Every time she saw Layla in the kitchen, the latter made it all seem so effortless. Everything seemed to be under control, as if cooking were the simplest thing in the world. But the moment it was Samantha's turn, it felt like all the tasks became overwhelmingly complicated, and she was left scrambling. As soon as the gas stove lit up, her nerves would be on edge.