Jasper still didn't say a word. Instead, Naomi panicked a little and hurriedly tried to explain, "Rosaline, well ... " "You don't need to speak for him." I cut Naomi off but deliberately softened my tone. "Naomi, go home and rest. You just got discharged. Your health comes first. I have a few words to say to Jasper alone." Naomi clearly still wanted to say something but was intimidated by my cold expression. She timidly responded with an "okay" and turned to walk out the door. I frowned, both helpless and angry, and gave Jasper a sharp look before striding over and scolding loudly, "Jasper, what's wrong with you?! You're the Best Actor now. You should know your status. How could you do something like this? Do you know how much damage this could cause the company if not handled properly? I know you did it for Naomi, but you should still care about your public image! You're the Best Actor!" I was furious, like hating iron for not becoming steel. Jasper was always calm and composed. Why was he so impulsive this time? "Rosaline, I ... " Jasper tried to explain with a cold face. I waved my hand and cut him off. "Enough. Go to the hospital and get your face checked. I'll find a way to handle this." Because of Jasper's incident, he received a lot of negative press. I had been coordinating with the PR department to resolve it, but the heat around the issue kept growing, as if someone was deliberately targeting my Starplay Entertainment. This forced me to work non-stop until evening, only getting off when it was already dark. When I returned to New Moon City, I noticed the living room lights were off, and it was completely empty. I couldn't help but wonder—had Caden not come back yet? As I walked toward the living room and turned on the lights, I heard a clattering noise coming from the kitchen. I thought it was Willa cooking. "Willa, has Caden come back?" I asked while changing into slippers, but there was no response from the kitchen. Curious, I walked closer and saw Caden in a crisp shirt and dress pants, cooking in the kitchen. "Why are you cooking? What's got the mighty Mr. Holbrook in such a leisurely mood today?" Staring at the tall figure in front of me, I was momentarily stunned, then smiled softly. Caden turned his head, his deep eyes falling on my face as he said calmly, "I know you had a rough day, so I prepared a candlelight dinner for you." "How do you know me so well, even cooking for me?" Seeing Caden personally make dinner for me, my heart warmed uncontrollably. I walked over and wrapped my arms around his waist from behind, pressing my cheek against his back, feeling the lingering warmth of his body. This feeling was so comforting, so cozy. I really liked it. "Why aren't you wearing an apron while cooking? The smell of oil and smoke will stick to your clothes." I noticed Caden wasn't wearing an apron, so I took the one hanging behind the door and tied it on him myself. Caden stretched out his hand and, taking advantage of the moment, pulled me into his arms. He lowered his head slightly and kissed my lips, tender and lingering. "Mmph ... " The sudden kiss left me dazed for a moment. He is cooking in the kitchen and still thinking about taking advantage of me! I instinctively tried to push him away. "Let go of me ... " But before I could finish, Caden's tongue slipped into my mouth, sealing my lips. As our lips and teeth tangled, the scent of his masculine presence filled the space between us. A strange sensation, like an electric current, tingled and spread through every cell in my body. His large hand gripped my slender waist. The overwhelming kisses rained down on me, and I instinctively leaned back against the stove. The two of us embraced and kissed sweetly in the kitchen, with the air filled with a romantic atmosphere. "Wait! What if Willa comes in later?" I suddenly remembered and got worried our intimacy might be interrupted. "Let go of me first." Caden leaned in and adjusted his position, speaking slowly, "She won't. I already asked her to leave early." Hearing that, my face flushed slightly. So Caden had planned this all along. There was still soup cooking on the stove. I took a serious sniff and noticed a strange smell in the air. Realizing suddenly that something was wrong, I said, "Wait, Caden, something's burning. Do you smell it?"We had been so caught up in kissing that he forgot to turn off the stove. Caden quickly let go of me and switched off the burner. "This is the chicken soup I simmered all day, just to help you replenish your energy and blood." Looking at the scorched pot, Caden frowned deeply.