When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster Chapter 1044: She Said Yes

Shortly after Grandpa left, Adrian Lancaster’s voice ca, "Faye, have you changed your clothes? Breakfast is ready!"

Just like an ordinary husband’s call to his wife, a warm little happiness.

Faye Turner glanced over, seeing him carrying two plates as he ca out of the kitchen. She closed the door and walked towards him, "Grandpa just went back."

"Oh." Adrian Lancaster responded, bending down to gently place the plates on the dining table, with freshly stead rice rolls giving off heat. He said, "Today’s breakfast is rice rolls, co and try my cooking skills. I even mixed the sauce myself."

Faye Turner stood in front of him, "Aren’t you surprised? Didn’t even ask Grandpa to stay for breakfast."

"Once Grandpa decides to leave, there’s no need to hold him back, because he can’t be held back." Adrian Lancaster looked up and said to her, "The old man is quite spontaneous. For example, if he wants to stay here for the night, we can’t make him leave. If we try to send him away, he’ll get upset, very upset."

"..." Faye was dumbfounded.

As Adrian Lancaster mixed the ingredients for the rice rolls, he said, "So the saying ’old child, young child’ is really true sotis. The elderly can be just like children, can’t be rushed or pushed, you just have to let them be."

Seeing the man with an apron, bending down to serve two portions of rice rolls with care and mixing the sauce well, they looked appetizing, just like those bought outside.

"Sit down, don’t just stand there, this is your own ho, you’re not a guest," he said, inviting her with a good mood as he removed his apron, "What do you want to eat tomorrow? You can tell now, my cooking skills have improved."

The esteed president of Prestige Group, actually knows how to cook?

And the cooking is this good?

Faye Turner was surprised.

She took the chopsticks he handed over, glanced up at him, and couldn’t help but look at this man in a new light.

Adrian Lancaster removed his apron and sat down opposite her, watching her taste a small bite. He asked happily, "How does it taste?" like a child seeking praise.

Faye Turner looked up and nodded, "Delicious."

This made Adrian Lancaster happy, and he said to her, "Co with to the company later, okay? To et so old friends, especially Dustin Shepherd."

"Who’s Dustin Shepherd?" she asked.

"Your university classmate, my special assistant." Adrian Lancaster originally thought that being with old acquaintances might stimulate her brain, perhaps helping her rember sothing in a certain mont.

He told her, "During the ti you were missing, the company relied heavily on him."

While President Lancaster’s focus was entirely on finding his wife.

Faye Turner was initially planning to refuse, but on second thought, she can’t keep herself wrapped up forever. Even if she never regains her mory, she needs to make new friends.

For her daughter, she must also beco an excellent and confident mother.

So she agreed, "Okay, I’ll go with you."

After breakfast, Adrian Lancaster took Faye Turner downstairs, their fingers interlocked, more naturally than before, after spending the night together.

In the morning sun, a Lamborghini stood out, its body shiny, a symbol of status, even the license plate was impressive.

Mr. Kerr, neatly dressed and with a broad smile, opened the car door for them, "Good morning, Young Master, Good morning, Madam."

"Good morning, Mr. Kerr." Faye Turner responded courteously as always.

Adrian Lancaster helped her into the car, then bent down to sit beside her. The door closed, and Mr. Kerr returned to the driver’s seat. The car soon headed towards the Prestige Group.

The warm sun stread through the window, shining on them, brilliantly, giving a feeling of peaceful tis.

When Adrian Lancaster helped Faye Turner out of the car, putting an arm around her shoulder, and keeping her within his arm’s embrace, many employees looked on enviously.

Everyone saw yesterday’s news!

"Wow! Madam is here!"

This woman is Adrian’s wife, Faye Turner, everyone knows now. Although her appearance had changed a bit, her deanor remained unchanged.

"Good morning, President Lancaster, good morning, Mrs. Lancaster."

Echoes of respectful greetings, Adrian Lancaster nodded with a smile, Faye Turner also smiled. Although she couldn’t rember these people, being by his side and feeling this honor, invisibly brought a sense of pride.