"But..."
"I want to eat satay tomorrow, can you make it for me?" Adrian Desmond suddenly said.
Melanie Carpenter's eyes lit up, and she covered her mouth, too excited to speak for a moment.
Not getting the answer he wanted, Adrian looked at Melanie with dissatisfaction, "Are you not free tomorrow?"
"I'm free, I'm free!"
"Then..."
Melanie quickly replied, "I'll make it for you tomorrow! I'll go early to buy the freshest ingredients and use the best spices to make the world's most delicious."
Adrian smiled at her, "Then I'll come back early tomorrow."
— Then I'll come back early tomorrow.
— Then I'll come back early tomorrow.
— Then I'll come back early tomorrow.
Adrian's words echoed in Melanie's ears, and she automatically pictured a husband going to work and saying these words to his wife before leaving.
"Yes, I'll wait for you to return," she said with a trembling voice.
"It's late, you should go back now."
