The Hidden Passion of the Step Uncle

ter greeting Rayyan's parents, Elara chose to head to her room, and R

yyan requested just befo

urning back to face Rayyan, wh

antly. "Besides, it's your fault for being able to cook well." H

eady shut his door, leaving her fuming and

her long black hair and putting it up in a bun, she stepped out of her room to prepare dinner. As she left, sh

iddle-aged assistant listed the menu items the homeowners wanted. "Mr. Rayyan s

nner?" Elara muttered quietly, causi

alty food, you need to balance it with something sweet. One way is to look at Miss Elara," he added, poking her c

ion. "Besides, why are you here? Want to help cook?" Elara asked, casting a suspicious glance at Rayyan. He

to before stepping out of the kitchen. Elara clenched her right

be like that," the

eally hate him, I swear." She continued, her face s

ard that hate and love are very close to each other. Some say hate is

ever fall in love with someone like that. I hope not!" she

iked by many students, but at home, he was always a nuisance to El

both of them. She could tell from the way he spoke to them. When he and her father discussed business matt

en trying to impress a woman. Given that both her uncles had expressed their desires to be play

after the meal. Although Granny Ada and the housekeepers didn'

able to do many things as a woman, even if t

But please, let's eliminate that stigma. At

nail? Or do you have to wait for someone else to connect the

n, even if it's considered a ma

y and ironing, some cook, and some wash the dishes. But jus

d of getting splashed with oil when frying fish or meat. I don't wan

, they will fall first. So, before someone beco

gs not because I don't love you, b

wn laundry and ironing, and cook your favorite food by yourself. Why? Be

to keep going back and forth to manage your room and laundry. Or if you can't cook, does

up marrying someone whose income only covers your food expenses, do yo

himself? What will your in-laws say about having a da

in fact, she took pride in everything her mother taught her. It was proven one day when Elara stayed over at a

d well on her mother's reputation and me

the housekeeper chuckled softly. "Make me some coffee, will you?" he

r you, sir," offer

lance in taste. After being treated to the savory dishes made by m

could make it yourself." She grumbled, whi

uld I make it myself?" Rayyan said, winking

ffee for your future husband," the

had washed. Without drying her hands, she turned around and splashed her

ra asked, pointing to the various packaged coffee brands on the shelf. "Don't ask me to grind

or. That way, the one who makes it can be calm," he teased, making Elara glare

er eyes, Elara di

d, where Rayyan had asked her to go. It wasn't her goodwill that made her bring the jar

done it. Unfortunately, Rayyan was still her uncle, older than

sheets of paper spread across the glass table in front of him. Elara cleared her throat lo

papers," she said sharply, making Rayyan reali

t to him, organized the documents, and the

y down and turning to leave, fe

going?" Rayyan

Elara repl

Rayyan pre

back, her tone sarcastic. "Feeling l

chair. "Just confused about who will wash the coffee cu

foot before heading back in

yan called

walked away. "You have hands!" she added,