She dreamt that her sister had recovered.
When the alarm clock rang, Aurora Blaine opened her eyes, distinguished reality, and the joy from her dream gradually faded away. She lay quietly for several minutes and only got up after her breathing steadied.
After getting ready, she went next door for breakfast.
While eating, she looked at Maverick Knight, "Do you know how to make desserts?"
"Auntie, Uncle doesn't know how," Timothy Knight answered.
He used to pester Uncle to make delicious cakes, but Uncle said he couldn't make them.
"So even the great master has things he can't do," Aurora sighed.
Maverick Knight didn't show much expression on his face. He ate breakfast elegantly. After a while, he suddenly spoke, "Do you like it?"
Aurora nodded, "I like it."
Most girls can't resist soft desserts. No, the more she talked about it, the more she wanted to eat some. She planned to go to the bakery later to buy a few to satisfy her craving.
Maverick Knight: "Try it."
