Trial Of Love Chapter 394 - I Made Breakfast

Early the next day when the sun was just about to rise, Elizabeth woke up from a strange yet realistic dream. She turned around and felt something heavy resting on her chest. As she checks what it is, it shocked her. Seeing the arms locked around her body caused her to dumbfounded of the situation.

'What happened last night?'

Elizabeth has no recollection of what happened last night. All she can vaguely remember was the fact she was drinking bottles of wine and fell asleep. As she ponders on the situation further, she could remember at all that Jo came into her room.

"Darn it, what did you do again Elizabeth!" She cursed herself for not recalling anything.

"Nothing, you idiot!"

The voice that responded shocked Elizabeth so badly that she immediately pushed Jo's arms aside as she jumps a few feet away from him. She turned around all fl.u.s.tered and flushed from what just happened. "You're awake?"

Jo yawned exhaustedly from the lack of sleep from last night's drama. He frowned as he looked at the fl.u.s.tered girl sitting a few feet away from him. He teasefully smiled at her seeing how embarrassed she is with the situation.

"What do you think?" He said as he stretched his arms in the air whilst keeping eye contact with the girl.

Elizabeth felt embarrassed and averted her gaze from Jo. She then pulled herself together as she got out of bed. "I'll go prepare breakfast for us."

"Yeah, do that… I'll go get some more sleep. You sure are one wild thing."

Elizabeth turned with such a shocked expression on her face from what Jo just stated. Her face turned as red as if she was a kettle overheating and about to explode. She felt so ashamed and curious of what she did last night that Jo would say such words.

"I didn't…?"

"H don't flatter yourself girlie." Jo chuckled teasefully as he got up from the girl's bed and headed out to the front door. Before he could take another step out of the girl's room, he took a final look at her and smile seeing how confused and bewildered the girl look.

As Jo steps out of the girl's room. He recalled the dreadful night he experience. If he wasn't a trained fighter he would have died already. Luckily the girl was unconsciously fighting him or more like killing him.

"She sure is a time bomb." He said as he stretches his body from side to side all aching from last night's fight.

Jo yawned loudly as he headed to his room with the thought in his mind of what the girl is thinking right now.

Meanwhile, Elizabeth continues to stay rooted in the same spot in a trance of everything. She looked so baffled about what happened. She wishes to use violence on Jo for teasing him but she felt like he might be telling the truth as well.

"Did I really?" She was so annoyed with herself for not recalling a single memory of last night. She already has problems recovering her memory and now she can't even keep track of it. "F*ck! I bet he was teasing me, I'm sure I did nothing to him… Right?"

Elizabeth was so fl.u.s.tered about everything that she ended up squealing like a dolphin. "Ah…"

After she let out some of her store frustration, she fixed herself up once more and went downstairs to prepare breakfast.

She and Jo have been staying in a rented house Jo prepared for them. It amazed Elizabeth that Jo was about to prepare such a place for them in such a short period of time. At the same time, the location of the place is very secluded which means people will hardly get to see her. Anyways, she hardly goes out since she has been having a problem getting a proper rest lately.

As she headed to the small kitchen which was decorated in a classic black and white theme. Elizabeth suddenly realized something…

"How long have we stayed here?"

For Elizabeth, her minutes turned to hours and her days felt like weeks. She since she couldn't get any proper sleep her time realization has stopped working properly as well.

She went to the fridge to check on the ingredients available for her to cook. Amazingly, Jo has prepared so many ingredients for her and are all in the best quality. As if Jo expected her to only want the best and only eat luxuriously. Seeing the top ingredient in the fridge brought a smile on Elizabeth's face.

She went ahead and took out the ingredient and started preparing a meal for her and Jo.

A few hours later, Jo finally came down after a quick nap. His face still has the same sleepy look and was looking even more exhausted. As he came down the stairs and was about to head out, he was taken aback when he smelled something new in the air.

"Did she actually really cook?"

Jo would normally go out to eat and buy food for them. He only brought the ingredient in the fridge in case Elizabeth would be hungry whilst he was gone. But never in the days, they've stayed in the house has she cooked at all so Jo ended up throwing them away.

"Impossible?"

He pondered for a moment if whether to go and check if whether he was dreaming or not. Before he took a step to the kitchen, he pinches himself to check. "Sh*t!"

He frowned realizing he was fully awake from the pinch.

"You're awake?"

Jo was startled when he saw Elizabeth walking out of the kitchen and greeting him. As if he was seeing a ghost, he looked stunned for a moment in surprise. "Yeah…"

"Come, I made breakfast." She said in a soft tone of voice.

"You did?" He questioned her despite he could already smell the amazing scent in the air.

"Hmm, I did." Elizabeth shyly responded. "Shouldn't I…"

"No, no, no, it's fine… I just." Jo interrupted Elizabeth from speaking and ended up speechless in the end. He couldn't find the right word to say and added, "Shall we?"

"Sure."

The two of them headed to the kitchen together which brought a big smile on Jo's face. His eyes were gleaming in delight from all the colourful dish he could see, his mouth became all watery and his nose never smelt something so good in such a long time. He felt like in paradise and wishes to never wake up.

"You cooked this?" He asked.

Elizabeth chuckled seeing how dumbfounded Jo looked. She was known to be a good cook but maybe the story of her past stated she wasn't a good cook. "Was I known for not being a good cook?"

"No, of course not, I mean, Megan told me stories of how amazing you are as a cook. Stories of you winning so many suitors because of you're cooking…"

"What? Suitors?"

"Oh, so you haven't recovered that part of your memory then. Then let me enlighten you…"

Elizabeth went ahead and seated on the chair as she and Jo started parking the food she prepared. Whilst they were having a late breakfast together, Jo told her stories of her past which she has heard from others. He did explain that some of them could be rumors and he is unsure if they are true or not.

"So, that's about it… All I know you have so many suitors in the underground world which is why you were able to do so many crazy stuff back then."

"Really?" Elizabeth looked curiously and amazed by the stories she heard about her past self.

"Well, most of them were probably rumors. But the fact about your cooking I think it's true since Megan herself has tried for years to make a perfect fruit tart because of you."

"Has she?" Elizabeth looked at Jo with so much curiosity.

Jo nodded and swallowed his food first before replying, "She has, I mean, you two must be really close for her to go searching for you for an entire year."

"What?"

"I'm not sure of what happened, all I know is after that bloody night you disappeared. Loads of people were looking for you because of what you did and they wanted you dead. But Megan, she went searching for you to help you and hoped you are alive."

"So, what happened next?"

"She gave up, after Professor Petrovich declared it."

"Declared what?"

"The brat died."

"Brat?"

"Professor Petrovich's nephew, the person who protected you."

Elizabeth couldn't utter a word. Her heart suddenly aches for no reason… Even though she couldn't recall who the person is, somehow the pain and agony were so real. Her bond with the person is so strong that her inside felt like it was being twisted apart.

"Hey, are you alright?"

"Yeah, I'm fine… Anyways, how's the food."

"It's great, also, since you look much better now. I guess we should head to the west now."

"Alright," Elizabeth responded with a bitter smile on her face pondering who the person and what her relationship with him.

"Don't worry, I've always checked the area and no one has located us. I'm sure even Lord Knightley himself does not know your current location." He declared with such hopes. 

"I hope so." 

Despite how confident Jo looked with the idea that they can't be located at all. Elizabeth had this weird feeling that her father knows her current location yet is not showing himself directly at her. She can feel deep in her bones that her father can somehow track her down but don't know-how. 

'Why do I feel that dad knows where I'm currently at?'

Chapter end