CHAPTER 188

“How is this even possible?” Roman asked as he stared at the bowl of soup.

Ben could only chuckle. He was by the sink now dressed in a blue apron as he did the dishes. Florence, who was standing at the counter with Roman, laughed at his words.

Ben had made dinner, and the soup was supposedly dessert. Roman hadn’t been convinced at first that the soup would be okay for dessert. He claimed they could have had something better like ice cream, but Ben had been determined to let them try his chicken soup. And it ended up being stellar.

“You underestimate my qualities, Roman,” Ben said.

Roman took another spoonful of soup before he looked up at him.

“I think I do.”

Florence and Ben ended up laughing. As she laughed, she recalled that she hadn’t had the opportunity to talk to Roman about what she had intended to do. When she had tried to talk to him, Lilian and David had come in and ruined everything, and after that, she hadn’t quite found the time to tell him.

Maybe now was a good tim