Therefore, Renee and Mr. Q were left alone in the apartment. The atmosphere became somewhat intimate.

�Well, since they�re not here anymore, we can stop pretending. Let�s act normally.�

Renee moved slightly further away from Mr. Q to open up a distance between them that was appropriate for a man and a woman who were not lovers. Mr. Q�s attitude also became slightly more distant. He put away the ingredients while saying, �I know. Don�t misunderstand, I acted that way with you purely for the sake of making the children happy. I don�t have that kind of intention.�

�Good to know.�

Renee chuckled awkwardly. She might have overthought it.

Mr. Q brought the steaks to the kitchen to clean them. He then asked Renee, �Can you give me a hand?�

Renee walked in with a curious expression and asked, �What can I help you with?�

Mr. Q was wearing disposable plastic gloves in both hands. He was marinating the steaks with a secret sauce.

�Help me wear the apron, please. My hands are occupied.�

He gestured to an apron hanging on the cabinet with his chin, giving out the command naturally.

�Help you� put on the apron?�

Renee felt a moment of awkwardness. She hesitated and did not move.

This kind of action was way too intimate. Wasn�t this usually something that only couples would do?

Mr. Q turned around and looked at her flatly. �Is something wrong? Are you� shy?�

�Of course not!�

Renee did not want to show him her cowardly side, so she forced herself to grab the apron and moved behind him. She had to tiptoe to put the apron over his head. She pretended to be nonchalant and said,

�I�m a divorced woman. I�ve experienced everything before. Why would I be shy?�

Her slender arms wrapped around the man�s strong waist, and her thin fingers tied a bow around the waistband neatly. She patted the man�s back and said jokingly, �Hmm, not bad. You look like a good househusband.�

Tsk tsk, although Mr. Q�s face was ruined, his body was top-notch. He had wide shoulders, a narrow waist, and firm muscles. His body was on par with Stefan.

The outside world was vast indeed. There were lots of other trees in the forest. Her vision was seriously too narrow in the past. Her eyes could see no one else but Stefan. JrNovels.com