Regressor With A Billionaire System

Returning Home

We chatted for a couple of more minutes, before she went back up to her room, and I was finally able to fall asleep on the chair.

I woke up around nine in the morning, and there was a sweet lingering aroma in the air.

I followed the small and found out that it was coming from the kitchen.

There, I saw that Britt was making breakfast.

She looked at me standing in the doorway and smiled, and I couldn’t help but smile back.

“Rise and shine,” she said, stirring something in a pot.

“What’s for breakfast,” I asked and went and stood beside her.

“Just some pasta I’m making,” she said.

“You know I would’ve made a much better breakfast, you should’ve let me cook,” I said, and we both laughed.

“Well, you’re at least going to stay for breakfast right?,” she asked.

“I really don’t think I can,” I responded, but just then, my stomach let out a huge growl.

We both laughed as we heard this, and I realized I’d been defeated.

“Okay now I’m definitely not going to let you leave, not until you’ve had so